When I was in middle school, I was walking to class one day when I saw a cat on the stairs. I'm not even actually sure if I saw the cat per se, it's that feeling when you know there's a cat in the corner of your vision. When I turned to look at it, I got the feeling of something leaving very quickly. I asked some friends about it; it turned out that the school was on haunted property, but no one was sure if there had been a cat involved at all. At least one other person said they had also gotten the impression of a cat being there, but then it 'left' when they tried to look at it. There's a small chance it was a stray cat that wandered into the school, but I doubt it. Most living cats are a definite color, not just a cat-shaped presence.
@Bel Capricorn Ooo, neat! Ghost cats seem to be weirdly common according to my. Currently rather shallow research. >>
@TheRainMonster Awesome! It's a little bit on hold because of Life Things (moving, etc) but I'm getting myself back into it (which is basically just an excuse to read and buy industrial quantities of books about real-life ghost stories) so your addition comes at a great time. xD
Are you still collecting? My friend had a ghost cat, and I'm pretty sure I have a couple of ghost hamsters (no, really ^^;;;)
Omg the Pond Square chicken yes Up there with the bear in the tower of London for classic London animal ghost folklore thank u based sir francis bacon ...Btw since this has been bumped now- YES I'M STILL LOOKING, I AM ETERNALLY LOOKING
... Hey, that's an exact description of one of my OCs's cat (named, appropriately enough, Cat.) Edit: and yes, Cat is also a ghost.
Added one, but it's really short and vague because it's me remembering what my mom said about where she grew up. I remember the human ghosts better than the ghost dog because the dog just wanted to cuddle whereas the humans did stuff. Oh well. Hope it helps?
@lobo Thank you! Every little always helps when you're as fixated on collecting this stuff as I am. xP @Sethrial MacCoill oh? Is there a story behind that?
Kinda. He's schizophrenic (sp?) and one of his main hallucinations is of a white cat. Once in class he got really mad at it and started whisper yelling at it to go away because it really wanted to play and wouldn't shut up.
After the family dog died, my nan would see a black dog-sized blur out of the corner of her eye, and it stopped as soon as she brought home a new dog. My dad also says he might have encountered the headless horseman; he was out one night in a quiet street in a town where one would not usually encounter horses even in daylight, and he swears blind he heard hooves. He left before he found out what it was, not surprisingly.