I went away for 4 days and found my beautiful hilarious and very active tortie dead on the bathroom floor. I’m just so sad that she died without me, alone. If she could have just hung around a bit longer (I saw her on inside ring cam half a day before we got back) but the guilt is overwhelming. A neighbour was popping in giving wet food and she and the other cats were fine.
You know when a cat is special, there’s something more about them.. that was her. She gave the deepest, clingiest cuddles.. her purr vibrated through my body.. she used to climb up my body like I was a tree (ouch!) she meowed loudly constantly! She was a chatter. Really needy. She never buried her poos so the other cats had to do it. She explored every tiny bit of the house and got in every hidey place. Total mischief and cheekiness!
I have a dog, 3 other cats, kids but the house feels so empty and quiet, she was such a personality.
She was old and looked it but was still jumping off tall cupboards, even though she was bow legged.
The fleas have been terrible this year but she was always having treatments, and I’ve kept trying to get on top of it, I worry they’ve finished her off.
I just feel terrible and no-one else is feeling it like me, she was my baby. I know you will understand on here 🌹
I’ve been through plenty of human loss but this is feeling similar, which sounds awful. I just feel such loneliness, guilt, empty, the house is full of constant reminders 😰
I had her most of my adult life
I’m forcing myself to function as my kids are back at school in a few days but I just want to disappear for a while.
Thankyou for reading x