Our Arthur lived with my boyfriend. The day I picked up his ashed I brought him to my home where he had never been before. On the way, I held the little bundle to my heart and greived. I'll never see you again, or hear your meow or purr. I begged for a sign that I made the right decision, that he hears me, that he wasn't mad and that he's with me. I'm taking care of my niece's cat and she was in a fight with a neighboring cat the next a.m. I looked out the front door to my left, the cat saw me and took off. I Knew Piper was around there, but for some unexplained reason I walked out and took a right towards the back yard. There,I saw a cat, that I had never seen around before that looked just like my Arthur. All the other cats run from me, this one did not. It came to me purred, meow, and wrapped his tail around my leg, just like Arthur use to do. I was so amazed I ran in to get my camera. After taking a few photos, I went back in to get it some food to keep it around, but it was gone. That was weeks ago and I haven't seen it since. I printed out the photos along with some of my Angel and showed some coworkers. They were speachless. They stilled talked about it days later asking if it came back. They said that was definetly a sign you asked for. Even though I feel it was no coincidence, I couldn't help feeling so deeply sadden. I think I finaly figured out why. Arthur knew I would never see him again as he was. He brought that little spirit to me. He didn't want me feed it. It was his way of saying goodbye. It was his way of saying it was time for him to go over the Rainbow bridge. He was an amazing animal, in life and death. And although I only had him for 21/2 years, I treasured every monent I spent with him. He will forever stay in my head and my heart.