So here's a scary story for you all.

We have an adopted cat named Spooky. He's coal-black with a little white patch of fur. He's really friendly and even comes when you call his name. Anyway, a year ago, our grandmother moved in with us. She was suffering from severe dementia, to the point that she couldn't even speak. We had a fancy electric hospital bed brought in and set up in a side room so we could monitor her. None of our pets (three cats and a dog) ever showed any interest in it or her and generally just kept their distance. One night, my mom noticed that Spooky was sitting under my grandmother's bed. I saw him too. He was sitting there, paws curled up, staring at us. We called him a couple of times but he didn't flinch. He had [i]never[/i] been around that bed before, but for some reason he was crouched under it, directly below my grandmother.

My grandmother died the next day.