Whiskers started meowing at Jennifer’s belly, but it wasn’t the usual sweet and affectionate sound they were accustomed to. Instead, it was a long, loud meow that sent shivers down Jennifer’s and Julian’s spines. It seemed more like a cry than a simple meow.

What was even more concerning was that Whiskers’ crying didn’t stop; it continued day and night, filling their home with an unsettling sound. What was happening to Whiskers? He almost seemed possessed or something…

After days of persistent meowing from Whiskers, it finally reached a tipping point. Jennifer, unable to bear the constant, eerie noise any longer, begged Julian, “Please, take Whiskers to the vet. We need to make sure he’s alright.”