Has anyone gotten a message or a sign from their pet in the afterlife?

[magicmiriam]

Please share if you got a sign from your pet from the afterlife.

My dog passed away a month ago and i'm looking everywhere for a sign but haven't received anything.

I need a sign, i'm desperate. 

Maybe he is sending signs i don't recognize.

 

[DLeonard]

I've used an animal communicator,for the past 11 yrs.She works with photos. Also use one I've found online + like both .Let me know if you are interested in working them. You need a paypal acct.I have lost all my cats but for 2.. I am so sorry  for you loss.Let me know if you want to use Emerald DuCoeur so I can walk you thru this. The other is Ellen Scaffer . Both are so easy to work with .If you nee more help let me know.  Debra

[foreverhis]

Yes, I believe our Charlie and Penny both sent us signs, but not right away. 

It was maybe 6-8 weeks after Charlie died that two things happened.  First was that I was sitting on the sofa and I could have sworn I felt Charlie "jump up" beside me.  It wasn't as if the sofa actually moved, but like a presence for a few minutes.  Second, which happened often for nearly a year, was when I was in the kitchen preparing carrots for dinner.  I felt a cold nose and warm breathe touch the back of my knee.  It was so powerful that I actually looked behind me and down to remind myself that he wasn't there.  See, any time I was in our small kitchen preparing apples or carrots, Charlie would come up behind me.  He'd touch the back of my knee with his nose and breathe softly to let me know not to step on him and to say, "I'm here, mom.  I got your back if you drop anything."  Of course, I was somehow always just a little bit clumsy when he was "helping" me.  The first time it happened after we lost him, I flipped out for a few minutes, thinking I was going 'round the bend.  I told my husband.  He said that of course it was Charlie trying to let us know that he's okay and watching over us.  I think it was our cat Penny who really felt him though.  It wasn't just that she'd lie on his favorite spots or sniff the furnace filter because we knew that she was still able to smell his scent.  It was that she would have conversations seemingly with no one.  She was a very vocal cat anyway and had specific "calls" for all the family, so I wasn't terribly surprised that she would do that.

A couple of months after Penny died, it seemed as if we could sometimes hear a little purring or see a little fluffy red tail disappear around the corner.  I'm sure that was just wishful thinking though.  The clearest sign I ever received from her was a physical thing.  We have a tall bookcase with glass doors.  About a year and a half after, I was cleaning the bottom shelf.  I had cleaned that shelf multiple times since she died and I'm a bit OCD about cleaning, so I am positive I had been thorough with previous cleanings.  All of a sudden, a cat treat popped out.  It wasn't even dusty or crumbly like you'd think if it had been sitting in the corner for 18 months or so.  It was fresh, crisp, and looked brand new.  I picked it up, got a little freaked out, and took it downstairs to my husband.  I told him what happened and asked it I was losing my marbles.  He said no and reminded me that there are many things in this wondrous, mysterious universe of ours that our human minds cannot comprehend, that we don't know what happens when we die, what the next world is like, or how those we love are able to "reach through" to us at times.  Had it been there all that time and I just happened to find it then?  Probably, but I choose to believe otherwise.

The thing is that with signs from them and from my husband as well, they came when I wasn't looking for and didn't expect them.  I don't have any idea if that matters or if every one has been my mind and heart playing tricks on me--and I don't much care because they have comforted me.

[magicmiriam]

@DLeonard thanks for the info i will look into it, i never though about communicators.

@foreverhisIt must have felt so good to get signs, i look for them but like you said they must come when you don't expect them. Every nite before i fall asleep i ask him to please please please come to my dreams so i can hold you and see you. 

Tiny also used to put his little wet nose on my leg when i was in the kitchen. 

I have my heart and soul open waiting for any sign from him.

[KayC]

The other night I dreamed Arlie came bounding into the house!  It's one of the best dreams I've ever had.  I don't know if it's a sign, but it made my day!  Him and Kodie got along great, he was hear to stay...until I woke up.

[magicmiriam]

That's the kind of dream i need

[John1000]

A month ago I woke up, got my coffee and went over to my laptop.  I keep a folder of pet pictures on my desktop, but I had not opened any the previous night.  This picture was open on the laptop. Both were my boys. I lost both to cancer, The 14 year old Yorkie (Figgie) on 3/31, 2021, and the 18 year old Tabby (Happy) right before Christmas.  I did not cry when my parents died, and usually don't, but I did all afternoon after Happy.  It hurts everyday.  I think whoever is in charge up there let them open this picture to let me know they are ok. 

 

[magicmiriam]

@John1000 That's a sign if you ask me. I wish i got a sign like that. The fact that a picture with both of them in it was on the screen makes me feel like they are telling you they are together and ok. After my dog Tiny assed away i became more spiritual, i really need to know i will see him in the afterlife. That's the only thing keeping me going without loosing my mind. I'm still waiting for a sign, a dream even, anything. I started drinking after he passed a few weeks ago and i sleep so deep, perhaps that's why i can't remember dreams now. My prayers go out to you, it's hard losing both of them in a short timespan. How old were they?

[KayC]

@John1000  Absolutely!  I believe in signs...we can't explain them or make them happen at will, but sometimes one of us gets one.  I've heard it takes a lot of effort on their part.  They must really love you.

I am so sorry for your loss.  I know the pain all too well...I lost my husband nearly `17 years ago, 2 1/2 years later I adopted Arlie, my soulmate in a dog.  A few years later I got a 12 year old cat dumped on me, I could relate to Kitty, I knew how she felt, I promised her a forever home.  6/6/19 I took Arlie in for a routine teeth cleaning, instead the next day I got his fatal diagnoses, inoperable cancer, liver shutting down.  He'd gotten a clean bill of health at his physical just two weeks prior.  How can that be!  He died 8/16/19.  Christmas Kitty wasn't eating, didn't feel well.  Jan. 6 2020 she was euthanized, 25 1/2 years old, her kidneys and liver had shut down.  She was an amazing cat.  My son brought me a puppy 12/10/19, but for some reason I haven't been able to get another cat.  I've always had both.  This unlikely demanding cantankerous cat really made her way into my heart.  And Arlie, there will never be another like him, my beautiful goofy perfect boy.
Comfort for Grieving Animal Lovers

 

[Eternalsoul]

https://www.gotquestions.org/sift-you-as-wheat.html

There's a few stories of how God allows Satan to test our faith. If we pass we get eternal life. That means we see our loved ones.

 

Your cat was given to you by God.... for a purpose and he was taken for a purpose.

 

It seems like a punishment I KNOW!!! 

Just trust in God. He created your cat. The devil creates nothing but lies. Don't believe those lies. 

Keep your Faith and use this time to be stronger in God. Talk to your cat. He's watching over you with God. He wouldn't want you to fail. 

[Filly]

I often get signs, mostly in the form of dreams, but some physical things too.  I've had dreams about most of my animals who have crossed over.  With people, I will hear their voices in my head.  It sounds crazy, and maybe I am.  I don't know. 

I will feel them jump on the bed or chair and sense their presence.  Most recently it was Luna Roux who jumped on the bed and laid down with me, the one on the right in my pic.  When we are relaxed and not thinking of it, it is easiest to feel, see or hear these things.

I dreamed of the little cat next door who got ran over.  She came to me in the dream as a kitten, a time when I didn't know her and we snuggled, cuddled and then the dream was over.

One week after Stara Fae passed, I had the windows open and the kitchen/back door started knocking, making the same sound as she would cause when I would shut a door between us.  She would stand on her back legs and paw at the door making a knocking sound.  It let me know that she was with me but there was a barrier between us, just as I told her as she was passing that she could come visit me but I wouldn't be able to see her the way I normally would.  Or would I?  I also asked my girls if they would send me a kitty to adopt, so I was looking at available kitties, although I'm not sure if I'm ready yet.  

This is Stara Fae as a baby, and then one that I found who is available for adoption.  Could she be telling me that I can see her again, or this is the one I should adopt??  This adoptable kitten's name is Bella.  My cat before I had my last 2 was named Bella.  




 

[foreverhis]

57 minutes ago, Filly said:

I will feel them jump on the bed or chair and sense their presence. 

I am right with you there!  It didn't happen right away, but after a little time, I could swear I'd feel Charlie jump up next to me on the sofa.  It wasn't as if things moved physically, just his presence or spirit or whatever it is that they can sometimes reach through to us.  For at least a year whenever I was in the kitchen preparing carrots or apples (his two favorites), I would "feel" a cold nose on the back of my knee.  He did that for his whole life to let me know not to step back onto him and because "I've got your back, mom.  I'll clean up if you spill."  I asked John once if I was losing it or maybe already had.  He said no, that he had felt things too and he reminded me how much we don't know about the next world and the next life.

What you are describing makes complete sense to me.  If we're crazy, so be it.

[Mandy25]

@Filly I think your beloved Stara Fae is sending you a sign to adopt that kitty.  She wants you to feel better and hopes Bella will help you as she does not want to see you in pain.  I feel my Petey guided me into adopting Jack.  I wasn’t going to get another dog but one morning I decided just to take a look at the Petfinders site and there was Jack.  I’ve had him for 3 days and although I am still so depressed about losing Petey, he keeps me so busy during the day that although I continually think about Petey,  I am at least busy taking care of Jack and helping him through all his insecurities (It appears by some of his actions that someone hit him in his past). Let us know if you do decide to adopt Bella. She is beautiful.

[Filly]

11 minutes ago, Mandy25 said:

@Filly I think your beloved Stara Fae is sending you a sign to adopt that kitty.  She wants you to feel better and hopes Bella will help you as she does not want to see you in pain.  I feel my Petey guided me into adopting Jack.  I wasn’t going to get another dog but one morning I decided just to take a look at the Petfinders site and there was Jack.  I’ve had him for 3 days and although I am still so depressed about losing Petey, he keeps me so busy during the day that although I continually think about Petey,  I am at least busy taking care of Jack and helping him through all his insecurities (It appears by some of his actions that someone hit him in his past). Let us know if you do decide to adopt Bella. She is beautiful.

The reason that I have not adopted yet is I am having a new roof put on the house in about 3 weeks.  I was going to wait until it is finished, since I don't want to terrorize a new cat/kitten with loud noise as they are adapting to a new home. There is an option of going to visit my mom's nice quiet home during the work on the house though.  Of course, I want to make sure I get the "right" one too.  

If she is not adopted by Monday, I probably will apply.  I am doing a lot of consideration this weekend.  Also, this baby is not spayed yet, so there is a promise to uphold to spay her within 30 days.

I know that I will not be replacing Stara Fae, but just as with you, a new friend will keep me busy and bring joy into my life once again. 

Jack will trust again.  You both need time to acclimate.

[foreverhis]

19 hours ago, Filly said:

This is Stara Fae as a baby, and then one that I found who is available for adoption.  Could she be telling me that I can see her again, or this is the one I should adopt??  This adoptable kitten's name is Bella.  My cat before I had my last 2 was named Bella.  

I think maybe she's guiding you to a new soul and spirit to love and maybe is reminding you that you will see her in the next world.

I'm likely going to adopt a cat this fall.  Like you, I have house stuff that needs to be done, but mine includes a kitchen remodel as the ancient one (mostly 1965) is literally falling apart.  I don't want to bring any animal into that.  I've started kind of looking around online and realized that I keep being drawn to cats who look like our beloved Penny (red tabby Persian with a petite, not squished, nose) or my first rescue cat Lightning (red-brown domestic tabby).  Something tugged at me kind of saying, "You know you will not have those loves again in this life time, but in the next.  Maybe you should look for a different kind of connection and make sure you're choosing for the right reasons."  I do prefer females, medium or long hair, and love tabby markings above all others, but I think I need to find a new cat to be a companion on her own merits.  If she looks like Penny or Lightning, then that's lovely.  If not, that's lovely too.

But that's just me.  If you feel that connection with baby Bella and if your heart says it's right, then I wouldn't want you to miss out on a wonderful new companion.  If you can keep her in the quiet at your mom's to acclimate to being with you and if Bella's heart "speaks" to you, then I'd say do whatever is necessary to make it happen.  If it's meant to be, it will be.  She's absolutely adorable.  Is there any chance she could be spayed before your roof replacement starts?  Today's spaying surgeries sure do seem less invasive than the "old fashioned" ones, but of course, there is still the recovery.  Could she be spayed while you're staying with your mom so that by the time you go back home, she is recovered and you can settle in together?

I'm sure you'll do what your heart and mind tell you is right.

 

[Filly]

@foreverhis I haven't spoken to my vet's office to see how far out I would have to schedule.  There is also a clinic that does low cost spay/neuter that I've used before and liked their services and also is close to home.  They spayed Stara Fae, and she was back home and playing by late afternoon. 

It may be just as unsettling to move from one place to another as it would be to hear noise for a day or two, depending on the nature of the cat.  I am still uncertain, as I really won't know about this baby until I meet her.  I've never adopted an animal sight unseen.  I'm sure I would be allowed to meet before committing though.

I've had dreams about another cat and in my mind, I am supposed to get one who has the Maine Coon look, with markings of a brown & black tabby.  This will be my last cat in life, and that is another consideration.  If I am ever to have a kitten again, it is pretty much now (soon) or never.  I also prefer long haired females, but dark in color.  Sounds like Penny was a beauty!

[KayC]

On 3/19/2022 at 2:28 PM, Filly said:

One week after Stara Fae passed, I had the windows open and the kitchen/back door started knocking, making the same sound as she would cause when I would shut a door between us.  She would stand on her back legs and paw at the door making a knocking sound. 

It's things like this that really get our attention!

Getting another Pet

[Filly]

7 hours ago, KayC said:

It's things like this that really get our attention!

Getting another Pet

It certainly got my attention.  It would stop and then start again, and went on for awhile.  I finally opened the door and told her to come in!  

[Eternalsoul]

https://www.joincake.com/blog/signs-from-deceased-pets/

[Eternalsoul]

https://www.learnreligions.com/afterlife-signs-and-messages-from-animals-124096

[onlQQker]

I don't know if it was a sign or not.

But when I was digging my dogs grave this morning a white dove landed on the roof.

 

It's the first time I have ever seen a white dove!

[KayC]

Wow!  I think I'd take it as such..

[magicmiriam]

A white dove is a sign of peace , especially since you've never seen one.

I'm still waiting for a sign.

[Bud]

On 3/13/2022 at 7:30 PM, magicmiriam said:

@John1000 That's a sign if you ask me. I wish i got a sign like that. The fact that a picture with both of them in it was on the screen makes me feel like they are telling you they are together and ok. After my dog Tiny assed away i became more spiritual, i really need to know i will see him in the afterlife. That's the only thing keeping me going without loosing my mind. I'm still waiting for a sign, a dream even, anything. I started drinking after he passed a few weeks ago and i sleep so deep, perhaps that's why i can't remember dreams now. My prayers go out to you, it's hard losing both of them in a short timespan. How old were they?

I've read all your posts and I'm going through just about everything you've experienced.  Please tell me it gets better  ! 

[foreverhis]

13 hours ago, Bud said:

I've read all your posts and I'm going through just about everything you've experienced.  Please tell me it gets better  ! 

It does ease with time. We never “get over it,” but we are slowly able to move forward. How long it takes until our hearts are lighter is unique for everyone. And sometimes, when we least expect it, we meet a new companion who says, “We are meant for each other.”  In my case, my girl Cosi chose me. Sometimes I think she had a little “help” from my husband John and that they conspired to make sure she was the cat I simply could not leave behind.  She is not at all the cat I was looking for, but she lifts my spirits and warms my heart. I can’t imagine life without her.❤️

[KayC]

1 hour ago, foreverhis said:

I can’t imagine life without her.❤️

Nor can I w/o Kodie. Does he replace Arlie?  NO!  But he is incredibly sweet and obedient, a great service dog & companion, conceived when Arlie died and born on my birthday. When my son sent me pictures & a video of him the name Kodie popped into my head.  When he brought him to me that night, the name on his tag said...Kodie.  I like to think my Arlie had a paw in it.  God knew no one could replace my goofy fun loving soulmate in a dog but knew just what I needed since I couldn't have my Arlie any more...and he sent me this little pup that didn't mind my sharing Arlie stories, and I can't wait for them to meet one day...one was my 140 lb Golden Retriever/Husky that was so goofy and fun, and the other grew to be 27 lbs and is always by my side, a Klee Kai.

[KayC]

My Arlie on his favorite day of his life:

My Kodie:

 

[Bud]

On 3/13/2022 at 7:30 PM, magicmiriam said:

@John1000 That's a sign if you ask me. I wish i got a sign like that. The fact that a picture with both of them in it was on the screen makes me feel like they are telling you they are together and ok. After my dog Tiny assed away i became more spiritual, i really need to know i will see him in the afterlife. That's the only thing keeping me going without loosing my mind. I'm still waiting for a sign, a dream even, anything. I started drinking after he passed a few weeks ago and i sleep so deep, perhaps that's why i can't remember dreams now. My prayers go out to you, it's hard losing both of them in a short timespan. How old were they?

I've read all your posts and I'm going through just about everything you've experienced.  Please tell me it gets better  ! 

[Bud]

So Beautiful  ! 

[magicmiriam]

 

My dearest friend,

I can’t even begin to tell you how deeply sorry I am about Teddy. I truly understand the enormity of what you're feeling, and my heart aches with you. Losing Tiny changed everything for me, and in those early days, I felt isolated, as if no one could grasp the depths of my grief. Even now, almost three years later, I still can’t fully accept that he's gone. People like to tell you that time heals, that it will get easier—but easier is not the right word. It never gets easier, does it? The grief doesn’t shrink or fade; it simply morphs into something different, something you learn to live alongside, like a shadow you carry with you every day.

For me, having his children helped and hurt in equal measure. Their presence was a bittersweet reminder of him—sometimes it comforted me, other times it tore me apart all over again. But nothing, nothing can replace what I had with Tiny. We shared a bond that transcended the usual relationship between a person and their dog. He was my soulmate in the purest sense of the word. I’ve had many dogs in my life, even his own pups, but none of them can look at me the way he did, with that profound understanding in his eyes. Every day I still mourn him. Quietly, in my own way, because I’ve learned to keep it hidden. The pain has softened, I suppose, but it’s still there, deep and constant. I don’t experience that soul-crushing agony anymore—the kind that steals your breath and makes you want to cease existing, just so you can be with them. But the loss remains, a part of me that will never fully heal.

I’ll admit, there were times I thought I was losing my mind. I spiraled into unhealthy habits—drinking too much, neglecting myself—because the grief was unbearable. I was drowning in it, and people around me were worried. So, I forced myself to make changes. I started going to the gym, stopped drinking, not because I wanted to, but because I needed everyone to stop worrying about me. Funny enough, those changes ended up saving me. I did it for them, but in the process, I began to reclaim a part of myself.

But even as I worked on healing, I lived with a veil over my emotions for the longest time. I didn’t want anyone to ask me how I felt because, honestly, I couldn’t put it into words. How did I feel? I felt hollow, like the world had lost its color and meaning. Food was tasteless, and I couldn’t bear to laugh or even pretend to find joy in anything. Work became my refuge, and crying in the car was my only release. Whenever I had to be around people, I wore a mask—pretended to be okay, played the part of someone who had it all together. But inside, I was raging. I know it sounds harsh, but I almost resented those around me. I couldn’t understand why everyone else was here, living, and Tiny was not. I was angry with the world, angry with God. Yet, strangely, I also found myself clinging to the belief in the afterlife, because it gave me hope. I told myself that Tiny was with God, and one day, we would be reunited. That thought was the only thing keeping me sane. Still, I’ll confess something that may sound irrational: I used to fantasize about bringing him back, about somehow undoing what had happened. I remember pressing my ear to the ground where he was buried, hoping—desperately—that I might hear him calling out to me. I wanted so badly to believe that I could bring him back.

I’m not fully healed, and maybe I never will be. But I’ve learned to carry the grief in a way that doesn’t overwhelm me anymore. It doesn’t get better, not in the way people think. It just becomes a part of you, and you adapt.

I’m sorry it took me so long to respond—I had surgery last week, and recovery’s been slow. But you know, I’ve found some peace lately. I know Tiny wouldn’t want me to be in pain. He always knew when I was sad, licking my tears as if to say, “It’s okay, I’m here.” So now, for his sake, I try to cry a little less.

I still talk to him, though. Every single day, in quiet moments. And I know he’s listening. For the longest time, I couldn’t even bear to look at his pictures or watch his videos. But now, I can, and sometimes, I even smile. He was such a clown, so full of life, always making me laugh.

Grief is the price we pay for love, as they say, and as painful as it is, it’s a testament to the bond we shared. Life is fragile, and one day we will join them—our Teddys and Tinys—but until then, we have to live as best we can. Life is for the living, and I believe that’s what Teddy would want for you.

Love Miriam

[KayC]

36 minutes ago, magicmiriam said:

I had surgery last week

Praying for your recovery.  I won't ever forget that time and how we helped each other with our grief.  You were a godsend.

[MareBear]

Hi, I'm new here. I lost my soul pup two weeks ago and I came across this thread because I have also been looking for signs too. I have never felt such grief in my life before (for which I consider myself very lucky) and there are days I don't want to get out of bed. I, too, have opened my heart up to signs, but I wonder if I'm blocking them. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that all of your posts have brought me comfort and hopefully I will get my sign too. 

[KayC]

I am so sorry for your loss.  I lost my soulmate in a dog 8/16/19, his name was Arlie.

I hope you get your sign.

Comfort for Grieving Animal Lovers

A Dangerous Villain: Guilt
Breaking the Power of Guilt
A Dangerous Villain: Guilt
http://www.pet-loss.net/guilt.shtml
http://www.griefhealing.com/article-loss-and-the-burden-of-guilt.htm
https://www.griefhealingblog.com/2019/08/pet-loss-when-guilt-overshadows-grief.html
https://www.griefhealingblog.com/2017/07/pet-loss-when-guilt-goes-unresolved.html

I hope this short video brings you some comfort and peace.

 

[MareBear]

Thank you for this! The video was beautiful  and the links are relatable. Tomorrow we are bringing home his ashes and I am already becoming anxious. It’s good to see that these feelings will eventually become manageable. 

I’m sorry for your loss too. 

[KayC]

Thank you.

Think of it as having him with you, not his soul and spirit, but his body.  I pray you find comfort in them.