My beautiful little cat was run over and killed on Thursday evening, I have been totally in pieces since I got the call from the vet, some kind soul picked her up from the road and rushed her to the vets, for which I will be forever grateful. The vet said her death would have been almost instant, as she was hit in the head.
She was only 5 years old and ruled us all with her funny, diva like personality. She had a chipped cat flap and loved to go adventuring, usually no further than the back and front gardens and fence, but that evening, she obviously ventured further.
I have cried so much over the last couple of days, the pain at times is unbearable. Every room in my home reminds me of her, I have had to remove all her things, as I couldn't bear to look at them.
I am usually quite an unemotional person. All my family know me as a bit of a cold fish, but this has knocked me for 6 and it's actually scaring me how utterly devastated I feel.
Has anyone else felt this way at the loss of their pet and did this terrible grief subside?