We got the call from the vet hospital to say he was hit by a car and didn't make it. The driver that hit him didn't stop, but seemingly others did and tried to help him, one kindly too him to the vets. He was such a big part of our lives DD2 loved him greatly.
My DH has a corporate golf day booked for today, he wouldn't cancel it and I begged him. I can't stop crying and don't want to be alone, every time I close my eyes I see a movie almost replaying on repeat of him. It's like I see him all over the house and remember his white paws, anyway, husband has gone to golf. I feel utterly heartbroken, I don't know how to move on from losing our cat so tragically, and husband choice to play golf regardless.