My Cat Was Killed Today Options

[hackneyslim]

I am sitting here, a grown man, with tears dropping onto my clothes, because the light has gone out of my life. My beautiful little cat, my own love for 11 years, my Chance, was killed by a stray dog in the street outside my house this morning. She was dead before I could get outside. I brought her inside and laid her on the couch, she spasmed a little, but she was already gone. I buried her in the woods across the road from my house a little while later.

This is the worst I have ever felt. My friends are being very kind, but I don't know how it'll be when I go out of my door again. I live alone, but I never felt lonely when my Chance was with me. Now I am understanding loneliness. It's very early, but I feel so bad. Not guilty, not angry, just sad. I don't think grieving is wrong, but I wasn't ready for this. My house is empty and still. It seems unfamiliar. I feel unbalanced, uncentred, I feel like a stranger in my own skin. I can imagine no comfort.

Thanks for reading this, and thanks to whoever for the site.

h

[Furry's mum]

dear h,
How terrible it is to have lost you best beloved Chance in so sad a way. I understand your pain. It is almost 11 weeks since my dearest Furry died of heart disease aged 12. I have felt like life isn't worth living often since then. But by giving a home to another cat - Bella- who is older than Furry was when she died, has helped me to keep going.
As Lovelost suggested for you, I started by going to the shelter just to cuddle the oldies, but found myself responding to her need for love. It is still a bittersweet experience, as if Furry hadn't died then Bella wouldn't be here.
Time truly does help to ease the pain, but the grief comes & goes. I find that this site is a great comfort as no-one else wants to hear me anymore. So come back & tell us all about your dearest Chance.
Judith