Since ancient times cats live next to the man. If you look more to these furry animals, it becomes clear that they are not as simple animals. In ancient Egypt, the cat held a special place as the protector of crops, protected dwelling owners from evil spirits. Seen as a divine animal. Ancient Gods and Goddesses depicted in the form of big cats. For example, the Goddess Bastet, who was depicted as a young woman with a cat’s head.
Taken from yandex.ru/images/ Goddess is Bastet
The cult of the Goddess Bastet was very common in Ancient Egypt. Bastet was considered the Goddess of the moon, the hearth, fertility, fertility, marriage, protection from disease, healing, etc.
In folklore, cats have always attributed the relationship with the other. In Slavic mythology, the cat was created from the gloves of the virgin Mary, “is a dream in the hole” and take care of small children, driving away the evil spirits. Therefore, there are many lullabies about cats. Many have seen the cats watching without blinking, motionless in empty space. Many people believe that if the road crossing a black cat, good luck will not.
Cat owners notice how the cats are going to the affected area is drawn into the negative, the pain, improving the human condition.
In my life as I can remember we have always had cats, sometimes all at once. I just love them. But I had some strange, mystical events associated with the cat family.
When my father lay dying, (read here) I with a friend stayed in the summer kitchen. The yard was the month of August, so it was quite bearable, not too cold. My father was in the house, in the next room sleeping grandfather. From animals then my grandfather had a dog “Baby.” Old, friendly dog. After a skirmish with my remaining cat with one eye. Father was dying hard. Devilry had seen all the family members. Here with a friend to go to sleep in the house in a hurry, while the weather allowed.
We Wake up with it one night, that someone slowly knocks on the window. Knocking like a fist someone quietly knocks on the glass. Pulled the curtain back on the window, behind the glass no one. Thought it seemed. Just gone, the sound is again repeated. Look out the window, again no one. Just go, there’s a knock on the glass. I then take and push the door open. And there on the bench under the window sits a black cat. My eyes are burning, whole asenovata. I grabbed her and already in a state of hysteria (if anyone read the link, as my father died and that it was happening, that I think you will understand) I bring it into a summer kitchen. The cat, all arched, his eyes burned with anger, makes my back shiver. It was not like a regular cat.
She was a larger, slightly less in size than the average dog, very aggressive, and the eyes — it is not possible to describe. In short, the hair on his head moved. And we decided to cut it. Can’t say why I had this idea, I don’t remember. Some spontaneous decision. As in life, I’m always dragging into the house all the fucking, sick, healthy. Any, bring home, feed and then settle down. After we had the cat cut out a bit of hair on the head and back, we let her go. Wool collected, and as the house stood at the intersection, we immediately came up with the idea to burn her hair. Surprisingly, when the hair broke, the sky which was not a moment before not a cloud, clouds poured rain. And right before the shower he heard a terrible thunder. The next morning, we both wondered who it was. For dinner, we noticed out the house my godmother. That’s just the handkerchief it was tied as usual. Usually she was tied so that the hair where the bangs. But this time the scarf was tied so that covered his head completely.
It looks like the picture, only the edges of the handkerchief were tied in a knot.
Another case occurred six months later. My mom went home, went to the entrance. And there between the floors sat a black cat. Beautiful, affectionate, quiet, calm cat. Confused only that it was big. Are usually bigger than cats. We kitty, kitty come to us. We want you to eat give. Well, kitty and went. But as soon as crossed the threshold of the apartment, kitty immediately turned into a shrew. We began to move along the wall, our cat went missing in the apartment for three days. Could not find. Eye the cat is furious and worst of all, something human was similar. Growling like a real tiger. Noticed it and me and my mom. Neither sausage nor meat didn’t get. We’ve been here and prayers. Somehow it pushed out. Then the apartment clean. Cat this neither before not after not seen.
The third case occurred three years later., Mom had to have surgery. I had a black cat. Favorite, handsome, affectionate. My Mason. On the day when the mother was scheduled for surgery the cat like crazy. And started attacking the window, managed to injure yourself on the glass was blood. Rushed through the courtyard, and then ran under a moving truck. I buried Mason in his yard of a private home. Substitution of lives. My cat gave his life for me. As the doctors said, that was a close call and mom would not be saved. A miracle.
And now I have three pet. Black Max, with him we have love. This is my tail. Independent Musya, max’s mom. And phlegmatic Bob, even if there will be blasting of the firecrackers, he will remain in a state of Nirvana.