I am struggling with the passing of my cat. He was pts 2 weeks ago. I'd booked someone to come to the house and pts but had to rush him in the evening before due to fly eggs. I didn't want him to suffer maggots. I know it was the right thing to do but it was all rushed and stressed. I had 40 minutes from realising the situation, speaking to vet, picking up kids and helping them say goodbye, got him to vets, they were really busy so it was almost too efficient feeling. Obviously quick is good for him and i know logically i did the right thing. I just wish he could have been at home in a patch of sun. And I really miss him now.