I was 10 or so when I killed my Cat. Zipper was her name, she was a cute black and brow Tabbi who loved the outdoors and well, playing with zippers!
One evening, no different from any other occasion, zipper was meowing at the door, waiting for some one to let her out. I could hear her from my bedroom upstairs, and I immediately felt this sinking feeling. I walked heavily down the stairs, dragging one foot after the other to meet her in the hallway. I looked into her eyes with dread, stroked her pretty head and thought that if I let her out it would be the last time I would ever see her.
she purred as she wrapped herself between my feet, the way cats do. My next thought was how ridiculous my first thought was. I told myself I was worrying for nothing, and zipper would be fine. Don't be so stupid, just let her out. So with one hand on the door nob and the other on zipper, I let her out. I sort of said good bye as she slipped over the threshold to the outdoors, just in case. I closed the door and returned to my bedroom, back to whatever I was doing, probably making mixed tapes!
A few hours later, the door bell rang. It was our next door neighbour. She had come to tell us how sorry she was, because she had just ran over our cat with her car. The events that followed were a blur; a lot of tears, some mouth to mouth and my cat in a box in the garage waiting for burial.
That was a hard lesson, but an important one. TRUST YOUR INTUITION. practice, practice, practice, all the time. Learn the difference between intuitive "feelings" and egoic thoughts. We all have intuition, it's not some weird sixth sense that only Witches have, we all do only sometimes we need a reminder to listen and trust.
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