Hi Petra,

During the winter of 1997-98 I spent the winter with my son and daughter in NE Washington, north of Spokane.
After school, chores, and dinner, the kids would quite often visit with my cat Furball and I in my room. Furball would often jump up on Justin`s lap for some back rubs and ear scratching. (Good fond attention.)
In Jan,2001 some racoons cornered Furball here in the foothills. He didn`t survive.
In Oct,2003 Justin died under suspicious circumstances aboard his Navy ship while at anchor in San Diego.
In May,2004 I had a reading with a psychic in the kids hometown. This lady has a proven 70% success rate. Among many things she told me was this comment- "Justin wants you to know that Furball is with him."
Based on that, I have a good feeling that, when it`s your time to go, Tinkerbell will be waiting for you and be happy to greet you.
Byron