My 8yr old cat passed on Saturday and I'm very upset - which is only to be expected. He had a tummy issue that I'd been to the vets with twice recently but unfortunately it wasn't spotted. On Friday night he seemed out of sorts and acting strange but you know how brave cats can be. I spent the night looking after him and making him comfy. First thing Saturday morning I brought him to vets and he died in the waiting room. The vets were brilliant and the wee thing's body will be taken tommorow and I'll get a casket for the ashes next week for DD.
But I'm heartbroken, still in shock as I was alone when all this happened DD and OH were away. Im walking around trying not to cry, clearing up his bed, toys etc and I never realised I spent so much time talking and being with him (mad cat lady personified). He was such a part of my life. I would dearly love another cat but I know I should wait.
I was wondering if anyone has any experience of this and any words of encouragement ? I've never had a pet for so long pass away and by God it hurts 