Possible Spirit Apparition of Cat? Around His Old Hideaway

Looks like a spirity kind of apparition outside the hideaway to the left. This hideaway was Gizmo the cats favourite hideaway when he was alive. Lavender went into it for the first time today. A year after he was first diagnosed with cancer. It has been out all this time, but I guess she wanted to explore it. It was clean and sterilized after he passed.

There is nothing in the windows and no windows open and no vent in the bedroom near the windows.

Vladimir

My fur baby son Vladimir passed away 2 weeks shy of his 10th birthday. In May 2013.

He was the only kitten that survived in his litter. My sister found this tiny sickly, very young, eye encrusted kitten in my dads garage. Crying out to anyone still so young, blind. I said I would take him. And I did.
It was my first time being a mom in a sense. First I took him to the vet and got him a good check up. He had a chest congestion, itchy skin, crusted up eye infection and weak. The vet said he might not make it. But he was my baby. I would do what I could to help him out. I loved him. I had a plastic tote with soft warm plushies and towels set up beside my bed at night. He cried every 2 hours for a feeding so I got up and bottle fed him he had a good strong appetite. Then had to warmly stimulate his belly and lower half so he could do his business. Then tapped his chest a bit to help him with breathing after a feeding.
I did this for a while. Eventually he started to eat wet and improve alot. Overtime he out grew most of his problems from birth except the bronchitis. He was running around like crazy, hyper kitten. I named him Vladimir because I wanted a good Serbian name. And also due to the fact of how he acted. He had an alpha male attitude, very social and a pervert at times. He loved to fight, bite and climb and hang upside down on the top bunk mattress above me.
A year later we got Gizmo. Hes still with me. They were complete opposites. Gizmo the more shy and calm one. Around the age of 2 Vladimir started to develop crystals in his urine. Yes he was fixed had yearly checkups and his shots. Over the years he started to have kidney and heart issues as well. He lived a full life for a cat with special needs. Loved to cuddle on daddy's lap and watch him play video games. Go for walks with him on a harness. He was harness trained as a kitten.
Specially after he was shot by the crazy neighbour with a hard bullet pellet gun. Which was lodged near is lungs, his body calcified around it to protect him. We had no idea he was shot until Xrays 8 years later. To remove it would kill him too risky. He survived through alot.
One day in the middle of May 2013 I noticed he started to smell strongly of urine. And was having trouble peeing and when he did it was all over the bathroom tiled floor. So rushed him in to the cat hospital. We thought it was crystals again. But it was worse his kidneys had large stones in him. Which began the process of them starting to shut down. Visited him everyday for about a week. It hurt me so much. He wanted to go home. He acted in good spirits the whole time. There was no reversing it and no cure. He was on so much pain meds.
The decision was made. Having my all my past experiences I knew he might come back and that he might become something more. I couldn't handle seeing him in so much pain and not being able to go home.
I was in a room where you can do your last goodbyes it was a nice comfortable room with a couch. Vladimir was let in he was soooo happy to see everyone. He was walking around wanting food as always and petting's and cuddles. They gave him pain meds before hand. He got all of that. Including a whole bag of dried fish cat treats and a banana. He loved banana nibbles. After abit the pain meds began to ware off. And while being held in the arms he loved the most he passed.

....But that's not the end of the story.....

He came back. In dreams he shows up as a lion made of fire and mist. He has left muddy lion side paw prints on the car. My bed moves at night feels like a cat on me then something eating my hair. He used to love to eat my hair when I lied down to sleep. He thought that the bed was his..only. Can feel being bitten at times and walking past a brush of fur. He used to jump onto the counter to try to lick the food off the plates. Can still hear the plates clanging from time to time. But one of my favourite times was seeing this.

I went away to one of my many appointments and the room was closed. The purple Build a Bear plushie was on the shelf. As outlined in the photo. Facing forward. When I came home I saw this. On the plushie we usually keep one of his dog shirts he wore. He was shaved to a lion cut a few times due to his skin allergy and he loved having those tops on. One of his favourites said " I didn't do it!"
So how did it move from facing forward to onto the floor then facing my shamanism alter (no its not satanic stuff its a shelf where I keep my sacred items and totems) where his urn is.
Then showing up in an photo I took on one of my bad days. Article can be found HERE

Update: October 28th 2018

Vladimir made himself known again. This time moving the catnip pillow I made him around the room.  It never scares me. I just smile.

Update: December 21st 2018

Gizmo was paying attention to something so I snapped a pic.

Update: May 2019

I had covered my couch with a black wool throw blanket and then went off to bed. I woke up the next morning and moved the blanket out of the way so that I could sit. I noticed this. Its 2 cat paw prints side by side. This is not the first time Vladimir has left paw prints. We moved recently, however his urn is upstairs in my studio.

I had a spiritual visit for help

I was having one of my bad episode days with my TBI and was home alone and needed some help. Sometimes I take pictures or videos of myself at home on those days to keep a journal on it. But this day I received a visit. After going over my video and a few pictures, I noticed I took this with my webcam.

My sweet fur baby Vladimir passed away at the age of 10 years old in 2013 from complications with his kidneys. (I go into it more of what happened to him and how he is still around HERE)
He has stayed on as a protector for the family. But also loved to sit on me on my bad days at the beginning of my traumatic event to let me know I'm loved.
In the picture posted of him and the one in my webcam photo you can see his big eyes. Because he was dark grey his big yellow eyes always stood out. And upon dreams or journeys I have seen him as a large lion with flickering flames of orange and light grey on him. So this webcam photo kinda looks like he is sitting beside me.

The barn owl is one of my animal guides. She helps with healing and also gives me wisdom from my ancestors. She does have a human form. A woman in white but native clothing, kind, patient and gentle. She also knows how to make crafts and knows many stories. In the webcam photo you can see her sitting on my right shoulder looking to the right a bit and head slightly tilted.

My main guide aka guardian angel or possibly my grandfather on my dads side could be the last image. The image looks either male or female how you perceive it. Either facing forward or side view. Both are important to me in my life.

I was smiling after I noticed so much support and help. That even though one feels alone they never truly are!

Private Residence: Woodstock, Ontario

The first time I was at my sisters house was when I needed to stay there for a week until the rental house was ready. My husband and I just recently moved back to Ontario from British Columbia. My sister’s house was an hour away from where we are going to lease the house, so I stayed there in the tiny upstairs attic bedroom. It was fully finished and very old; it was part of the original part of the house. I had my cats with me my brother in law is allergic so we kept the door to the attic closed.

I feel asleep and when I did I Journeyed and saw a white cat sitting on the futon I was on it walked up onto me and purred then I picked it up and it told me telepathically “Hi, my name is Tom”. He’s all white and short haired with a brown horizontal mark on the left side of his body. We hung out the rest of the night. The following night, my cats were playing with him. The toys I brought were moving around on there own I thought it as cute and let him do that until my sister yelled up to put the balls with bells in them away. My youngest cat is very sensitive he would chase Tom around and talk to him using cat sounds and hang out with him. You would hear two sets of cat movement on the stairs Gizmo’s and Tom’s. When I left that weekend my sister told me she heard the cat pace up and down the stairs looking for them.

When I was on the third night I was being trained by Bat Totem to perceive energy through echolocation. You close your eyes and send out an energy pulse and it bounces off of objects, and spirits. I saw it go through the house and hit one residual that paces back and forth from the kitchen to the hallway it stops at the hallway because it was part of the original home. The basement was next it showed up a very quiet shy spirit, male that watches and only stays in the basement which is also in the original part of the home.

The next day I went into the basement which has a door to the left and it’s an antique looking farm type door. Inside that area are old stairs the lead no ware just stop at the ceiling. They lead somewhere in the past. The rest of the basement is slowly getting redone. When you walk to where the washer and dyer is to the far right is the foundation wall. It has many cracks in it and I always feel like being watched. I say out loud not here to harm you, just curious with whom you are.

The cat spirit Tom does come into the living room and office and lower bedroom area in the addition that seems to have been added in the 60s or 70s. My sister always complains about a small white blur go by. She gifted in some ways like the woman on my moms side are, but she hides it and avoids it. My sister has a bird a 6 year old blue budgie the cat has never spooked it or harmed it. It just sits a few feet away and watches.

The cat is the most active, so when I slept over last weekend one night, I brought my digital camera and asked him if he would pose. I have a before and after picture, the after shows one large orb and two smaller ones. I know orbs can be dust. The picture of the orb is at the foot end of the futon on the floor.

My sister does not want me to do an investigation with a group; she does not feel comfortable with people in her home. So I’m doing it with myself and a friend who has many years of experience with it the paranormal also. A date currently is not set but in the works.