Loved ones

[Tammy Arnold]

I used to have a little white cat whom I loved dearly, and we had a great bond, but one day, out of the blue, when she was about three she began having full bodied seizures which are rare in cats.  This happened to me long before I knew of Father Satan and our abilities to heal our pets and loved ones.  She lived five years taking two doses daily of phenobarbital, which made her seizures lessen, but I ended up losing her, and it broke my heart and still does to this day.  I can't imagine how I would have felt knowing someone deliberately had killed her for any reason, but like the other poster says, at least you see her in your dreams.  As for me, on occasion, I have seen what looks to be a white cat in my house.  I see it from the corner of my eyes, but when I look, there's nothing there.  Sometimes I feel something on my bed with me, though I don't actually see something.  I don't know.  Maybe I'm seeing things.  In any event, I wish I had known of Father Satan's healing power back then.