My cat died last week, it was sudden and unexpected so I didn't have a chance to prepare. My heart is broken.
I didn't think it would be this hard. The feelings of emptiness come in waves. One minute I'm fine the next I'm crying. I'm dreading my drive to the office tomorrow as it's an hour there and 2 hours back with just my thoughts and the motorway.
I found her page on the RSPCA website and I've just cried. I got her with her sister 9 years ago. And from the moment I bought her home she was stuck to me like glue, more so since her sister died 3 years ago. She used to sleep on the floor next to my desk or under my desk in the study whilst I was working. I can't work in there at the moment, it feels so lonely, empty and isolating.
I saw the neighbour look for her this morning as he went off to work. She used to sleep in the bush, when he couldn't see her I saw him glance into my flat. That set me off too.
I have her brother, who I got 2.5 years ago, but he's hiding away and won't come out during the day. I know he misses her. He keeps looking for her, and he's coming in at night without a fuss.
Work have been brilliant, my boss gave me time off last week, said I didn't need to work and if I need to take some time out to just do it.
I keep looking at other rescue cats, seeing ones that would be ideal but then I think it's too soon. There's a little kitten that needs a surrogate mum or Dad that would be perfect. But it feels like I'm replacing her before she's even cold.
I miss her company, it's so quiet and that's what I'm struggling with too.