No matter how many times I have lost a cat it never gets easier. Once more I had to make the difficult decision whether to put my beloved cat, Mickey, to sleep. On 20th July 2020 it became very apparent that it was time. Having this done at home felt the best choice for my little friend who arrived on my doorstep 17 years ago. He was gone in a few minutes and I got that familiar feeling of wanting him back and knowing he won't come back. The house feels empty without him although he was a very quiet cat but he used to follow me around a lot. There is always a feeling of guilt after one of my cats passes away - "perhaps had I done this or that they would've got better (even if they were terminally ill) l", "who am I to decide" or "perhaps I shouldn't have waited so long to decide". Even after years have gone by there is always that feeling of guilt.
Naturally I'm feeling low but thankfully I have another two cats and a small Yorkshire terrier who need me and make me happy. I try not to think about the time when i have to let go of them too though.
Naturally I'm feeling low but thankfully I have another two cats and a small Yorkshire terrier who need me and make me happy. I try not to think about the time when i have to let go of them too though.