So, all through my life I have had man paranormal experiences—some I refuse to speak of. However, this story is true, and I feel it is safe to be told.
This story takes place in California, in a normal house in a fairly rural area. Not like, out in the sticks, but not very urban either.
So about 2 1/2 years ago my family went camping over spring break. We do this all the time and, living in Texas, we have a plethora of different places to camp. We usually alternate from “deserty” to “foresty” depending on the break. This was a desert trip, which meant that my dad could choose the location. He chose this nature reserve called “Black Gap” on the Texas-Mexico border.
My grandma has had many pets through out her life and she said when she had surgery she felt a cat laying on her and rub against her leg too. (she no longer has cats lol) It was probably trying to help her feel better and support her. C: