My gorgeous black and white tom cat fought his last battle today aged 17.
He's been in my life longer than my children and outlived my marriage and has been just the best cat from 6 weeks old.
He loved laps and the end of the bed and the sofa just doesn't feel the same without him.
He had been failing for a while - loosing weight and getting a bit wobbly but went down hill over the weekend. A visit to the vets today revealed a suspected liver tumour and it was to me to let him go.
I have other lovely cats but he was special - that cat of a lifetime and I really think he is irreplaceable.
Just wanted to share it with people who get it. My heart is a little bit broken tonight.