Our cat died on Thursday, we knew it was coming and we would have had to have her put to sleep as she was not going to get better. My husband and children came home before me on Thursday and found her in the porch. We were all heartbroken and yesterday was the anniversary of our first child’s birth who was born sleeping 11 years ago. I struggle every year around this time but the death of our cat has heightened this and made me feel like I can’t cope. I’m grieving for my cat who we had for nearly 14 years and my baby who was born 11 years ago. Our cat was there when I lost our son and I can’t stop crying - I feel like I’ve lost two things which were connected in some way. I don’t know whether that makes any sense.