We received a knock on our door to say there was a cat on the road and it was my beloved Jerry, not even 10 years old. I am so so sad. I can't imagine working at home without him. Or sleeping in my bed, or coming home from being away for the day. I feel like I've lost a part of myself. What do people do with the body? I feel so torn between the options, appreciate any thoughts. Pictures added because he is so beautiful.