The cat on the cover of Ley Lines for Ghost Hunters – An Introduction was waiting for me when I parked at a rural New Hampshire cemetery.
He looked at me with interest, and promptly stretched out in the parking lot, waiting for me to pet him.
Of course, I did. His fur was soft and fluffy, and almost glistening in the late afternoon sunlight.
He looked at me, a little curiously — and a little bored — and I asked if he’d like to go into the nearby cemetery for some photos. (It was a real “fingers crossed” moment, because really… a black cat in a cemetery…? That’s perfect!)
He not only stood up, to follow me into the cemetery, but then he took the lead.
He seemed to read my mind as he walked ahead of me and looked around. It was as if he wanted to choose the best location for his photos.
I followed him, chatting as if he could understand every word… and maybe he did. It was a magical moment, and I knew it.
He strolled around for a few minutes, before choosing the gravestones he liked. He sat down about ten feet from one that seemed to interest him, and rolled onto his side, glancing back at me.
I sat down next to him, and stroked his shiny fur some more. He closed his eyes and seemed to bask in the moment. Then, he rolled over, stood up, and he was ready to strike a few poses for me.
I followed him as he posed as the perfect, real-life “Halloween cat” icon: At an ancient gravestone, with his back arched and his tail slightly bent.
Of course, I took photos… lots of them, as he walked around.
He seemed pleased.
I knew the light was failing, so I began packing my camera gear. However, Mr. Cat had one more surprise for me.
Before I left, he paused and stared at something. I wasn’t sure what it was, but it was a good pose, so I took several photos.
Then, he seemed to lose interest in me, escorted me to the cemetery gate, and walked off in another direction.
When I returned home and studied the photos, those last-minute pictures include an anomaly… exactly where he was looking. And, it’s in four consecutive photos.
I’ll publish those photos, later. The cat will appear on the covers of several of my upcoming books, as well.
For now, I wanted to share the story with you.
At Halloween, when you visit a haunted cemetery, you never know what will happen.
Thank you, Mr. Cat!