ghost kitty

Lunar came and visited me in the kitchen last night. I had mentioned his name out loud earlier when Josh and I were walking in the courtyard (I still don't like to walk in the courtyard since losing him and I never do so alone, it always makes me miss him) and I think he heard me. I don't believe in ghosts but I fully believe in my little ghost-kitty Lunar. (Both are true.) I think he mostly lives in the courtyard and in the kitchen cabinets, but he comes and goes to other favorite places from his younger days, too. But he visits me a lot and I am so, so grateful and honored. I've never had a ghost-kitty before, though I have had communications from beyond the physical realm from Darwin and Willow and my dog Boo-Boo.