Just had a phonecall from my dad, to say that they had to put my cat Charlie down this morning. She'd been unwell in the night, has been suffering from arthritis and kidney problems. I knew she wouldn't be around forever but she was was really my cat to begin with, we've had her since I was 11 and I really loved her.
I can't take in the fact that she is gone, they just made this decision so quickly without telling me beforehand and I feel very hurt by that fact. I didn't want her to suffer but I would have been over there straight away if I'd known. I'm not far away and see my parents every week - it's not as if I'd have to drive for hours.
Am I being unfair here? Do you think they should have let me know beforehand and let me have one last cuddle?
What makes me extra sad is that having a four month old baby, I haven't had the chance to give Charlie much attention and being worried about hygiene hadn't stroked and fussed over her as much in the past few months. I felt bad about that before and now I just feel awful. I hope she knew I loved her 
Goodbye to my funny chubby little friend 