That's heartbreaking to read. Your love for the cat really comes through. I'm not sure how long ago this happened, but those of us who love our pets know that they're more than just pets, or animals, and that losing one is like losing part of ones self.
This post strikes me more because I have two little black house panthers (they're still young - less than 3) who are just full of character. I've said goodbye to a few animals and it never, ever gets easier. The best we can do is to love them while we have them, just like you have.
He was such a good little fellow...I loved him so much. It was eighteen months ago now and I feel it like it was yesterday.
Indeed. I have Cleo, now ten, and she's pretty much the most spoiled little cat on the planet. She'll leave too of course and I'll go through the same process. We do it to ourselves really, but the thought of the alternative, not having them at all, is not a good one.