Crap.
Poor little thing.
I hate myself right now for getting cats.
And for calling the 3 of them associated names. So there will always be a gap when we talk about the other two. I am so stupid.
To make matters worse, we decided not to tell the youngest 2, but DD2 told her BF via text who told her sister and she's DD3's BF so I had to rush into school and grab her out of class to tell her myself before she could be told by a 9yo who thought she knew. So nwo school thinks I'm an utter weirdo fir turning up at 9.25 to tell her of the cat's death. (sorry that's probably incomprehensible)
Ffs.
Shit day all round.
He's buried now.