Ok, so when my cat, Sam, was still alive, he'd jump on the front door at night wanting to be let in. He'd claw at it and bang it and stuff.

So for the past few nights... It's been happening again.
I am not joking.

In fact, just now, I was sitting here browsing the internet, and I started hearing the banging and scratching. I thought nothing of it until I realized that it can't be my cat. He's dead. I got up and went to the front door, along with my mom who also heard the noises. The little black kitten (from my previous journal) outside was eating while all this was going on. I'm sure it wasn't him, because he's even too weak to jump on the door like Sam used to.

OH and it's NOT the wind. I'm sure of it. I stood there for several minutes, even when the wind blew the hardest (which wasn't very hard), and the door didn't budge.

BTW, Sam's buried in my front yard.

Zomg the front door just banged again. D:

... Though, I'm kinda glad that even in death, Sam hasn't forgotten about us. :3