This morning during breakfast I thought I felt his head knocking against my chin, before marching onto my lap and then waiting for me to make him fall sideways against my chest. It was a ritual we had and that he repeated several times before finding a place for his morning nap.
I noticed it only once this morning, and of course I wanted the sensation to repeat itself, but it didn't.
I had followed the advice given on a website, and cut off a piece of his fur while he was still alive. I keep it in a paper bag, and the fur is still as soft and cool as it always was. The fur on his body had only changed after rigor mortis had set in, several hours after euthanasia.
Did you get some of your cats' fur before they died? I wonder how to preserve it. I once saw a curly lock of hair taken from the corpse of Lord Byron, which was kept in a little glass cube in a mansion in England somewhere, and I still remember it after all those years.
Yes, I have a piece of all of my cats hair. I don't have a glass I keep it in, though. Just a tiny plastic clear bag with a closure. I still feel a cat jumping on the foot of the bed and leaning against my leg. Chance used to do that all the time. Alex slept closer to my chest and I'd often have my arm wrapped around him. I miss that so much. But, yes, I feel things, too and I often look and feel the hair that I do have. I had a Shih Tzu named Oliver, ages ago. He died in 2003. I wrote about it in my journal here when it happened. I don't have that journal entry any longer, but I still have his hair, too...