Three real-life stories about healing cats
In continuation of the article about how cats heal, I would like to add a couple more stories About our cats. Cats have long been considered experts in alternative medicine. They are believed to have the gift of detecting disease and successfully treating it. These healers, with a sense uncanny to us, can detect their owner's presence at any time.
If you think that she found herself at the door when she heard the sound of the key turning in the lock, then you are deeply mistaken.
If there are witnesses in the house, ask when the cat sat down in front of the threshold. They'll claim that before you even entered the building, she was already there, frozen in an expectant pose. That's a true psychic.
From the owners of these wonderful animals you can hear stories where the cat is the main assistant, contributing to recovery. I have three such stories in store for you.
Stories from life: my grandmother
My grandmother has had hypertension for a long time. Her bedside table is filled with a huge medicine cabinet, boxes of herbs, bottles of tinctures, and a stack of magazines with folk remedies. On my next visit, I found her sitting in the kitchen, sipping tea. A familiar sight, if only it weren't for the cat. I'm not sure the position was comfortable for sleeping.
She snored peacefully on her grandmother's shoulder, her muzzle resting on her front paws. The pillow, however, was the elderly woman's head. I was surprised to hear that the grandmother hadn't used a blood pressure monitor in a long time. The need for one had disappeared naturally when the cat developed the habit of resting on her head.
My grandfather's story
Older people are more likely to suffer from various illnesses. My Siberian grandfather was no exception. A healthy lifestyle, a Russian banya, and ice-hole bathing didn't prevent him from developing a terrible condition called sleep apnea. As we were told at the sleep institute, loud snoring is the first sign of an impending illness, which we ignored.
Grandpa developed a fear of sleep. His brain refused to stay awake. Around that time, a neighbor gave me a kitten. Despite her young age, Ellis quickly figured out the situation. She took it upon herself to ensure Grandpa's peaceful sleep. Of course, she didn't cure him, but she gave him confidence when falling asleep. Curled up, she strictly monitored his breathing. At the slightest hint of a pause, she rubbed her muzzle against his face. Grandpa woke up, and his breathing resumed.
The Kitten's Story
And finally, the tragic story of a small and selfless kitten. A friend of mine picked up a shivering and hungry kitten from the street. It was winter, with temperatures dropping to -25 degrees Celsius. Within a couple of weeks, the kitten was unrecognizable as the underweight kitten he once was. He had noticeably gained weight, his fur had become shiny. His well-fed mood matched that of his newfound well-being. The kitten perked up and became friends with the owner's four-year-old son. But one dreadful evening, the boy didn't feel like playing. My friend took his temperature and was horrified. No fever-reducing medication helped.
The ambulance couldn't get there due to bad weather (they live in a rural area). The child raved and tossed around in bed all night. The mother kept vigil by the sick child's bedside, and the kitten stayed in bed. The next morning, the fever had subsided, but the kitten… They had to bury it in the frozen ground. Neighbors said it had absorbed a lot of "bad energy" into its fragile body. Thus, the little creature repaid the family for sheltering them during the famine by sacrificing itself.
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