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Janet Sherry
I had to take the decision to end the life of my beloved tabby Tigger who I adopted at the age of two. His original owners abandoned him because he had a struvite crystal problem, so I took him on. He died at nearly 16; I have never had a longer cat relationship. He’d always lived in a flat until he came to the country but he soon appreciated the toads, dragonflies, mice and other wildlife! He’d clearly had some bad experiences, hated the sound of people whistling and babies crying, but over the years became a most affectionate, gentle cat. He slept next to me every night and woke me every morning with nose rubbing and purring. He had latterly developed some medical problems, but whilst I was travelling he suddenly became unwell over a few days, the vet found liver cancer, he deteriorated very rapidly, he was unlikely to survive for long. I did not have time to get home to see him before having to make the decision that he should be put to sleep; that was hard to deal with. I have had many cats over the years, it never gets easier to end their lives, the feelings of loss, guilt and failure are overwhelming. Tigger was my best friend; always there comforting me through my troubles and medical problems, keeping me sane through the Covid years, yet I was not there in his final days. I will miss him so much, it’s as though a part of me has been cut out. I tried to give him the best life I could and grew to love him deeply. To have a cat as a best friend is a great privilege; in time, maybe I will have another furry best friend. Goodbye Tigger.
Kay Skinner
On Monday I had to make the decision to say goodbye to our beloved cat, Chester. Although nearly 14 he still looked sprightly but over a 5 week period had developed bladder problems which did not respond to treatment and he could not wee. It was life threatening so I made the decision with the vets advice to end his suffering. I know in my heart I did my best for him. He was the most loved cat and my sons and I are grieving and missing his furry antics. I know time will heal and that we will experience a whole gamut of emotions, which is natural. Chester, you meant the world to us and we will love you furrever x
Paul White
Yesterday I had to make the difficult choice to put my baby Milo to sleep. He was 1 year old and unfortunately had eaten something that had poisoned him. To say I am gutted is an understatement. He was the kindest, most loving little cat I could have ever wished for. I find myself randomly bursting into tears as I know I won't see him again until my time comes but I am happy that he is no longer in pain or suffering. I'd like to think he's still with me or at least having a great time wherever he has gone. If you are reading this then I urge you to keep your head up it's what your feline friend would want as Milo does for me. I'll love you always my beautiful Milo xxx
Lisa Squires
Yesterday I had to make the very hard decision to say goodbye to my darling ginger cat Harley. He had developed a thyroid condition and even with medication he did not get better. I knew I’d be upset and so are my children but I’m utterly devastated. He was with me whenever I went, either on my lap or by my feet. The children are missing him at bedtime as he isn’t curled up for story time. Everywhere I look I’m reminded of him. Nearly 14 years together and lots of happy memories made. I understand it had to be this way but the ache is too much. I miss my sweet boy.
Trish Ewins
Yesterday morning our beautiful little ginger cat died aged 13.5 years. He had been getting frail over the last month or so and no longer enjoyed the cuddles that we had always shared. But after carefully placing him on his bed and holding his paws whilst telling how much he was loved he took one last shuddering breath. He has given so many years of joy. We have hundred of photographs of him with which to make a memory book. Goodbye my lovely ginger boy.
Jacqueline Ingram
I lost my best friend at the weekend. My beautiful black and white Macey, 17 years old. I grew up with her, and she grew old with me. I've never known love like it. I'll miss you forever my little love. I hope you knew I was with you when you passed the rainbow bridge. Until we meet you again. Your mummy.
Shel Regan
My beautiful Brandy passed away almost 17 last year. My best friend, my world, I miss her so so much. I’m heart broken. I look for signs, white feathers are something I find comfort in. Time's not a healer for me. I miss her more as time goes on, can’t wait to meet you my beautiful cat in the other world 😢 xxx
Stewart Hamilton
Reading these stories doesn't make it any easier, it makes me realise that there are others going through exactly what I am right now. I am heartbroken having to let my Tolkien go but know it was the right thing to do. 10.5 years of love and joy you gave to me, there is an empty space on my bed and in my heart, until we meet again my Good Boy. XXX
Jo Glover
We lost our beautiful boy three weeks ago today. The loss was made all the harder as we were away when it happened so couldn’t even be with him. He was so loved. Looking on his empty tree, not hearing his footsteps or diva-ish dulcet tones, demanding attention or food, or both, is just heartbreaking. You brought us 4 years of joy and we miss you so much.
Annemarie Bullock
Day 6 Post Euthanasia Decision. On Monday I said goodnight forever to my little black cat Bean. It was completely sudden, what seemingly started out as a UTI just over one week later ended up taking him from me. He developed two urinary blockages in 5 days and we were told he had the chronic illness Feline Idiopathic Cystitis (FIC) I always knew that losing him would hurt as we had a really beautiful connection & out of our cats he was well and truly mine and we shared a bond I’ve never even had with any human. I thought the days might start getting easier by now but actually this kind of grief has absolutely no rhyme or reason to it. One moment I think I’m okay and the next I’m in despair again. I’m so fearful that I’ll never connect with anyone again in the way I did with Bean. I had that connection for just shy of three years - it felt much longer - but also not long enough. I am frightened that I will never experience a connection like that again, it felt so pure and lucky and special and I am grateful I had it but scared of the gap it’s left behind. I want to believe in love again after such a love ❤️ I’m also sending my heart out to anyone else suffering from this loss. I fully understand your disenfranchised grief and how you heart feels. I’m so sorry for your loss x
Susan Hills
There is more to this life than we know. About 3 days after the love of my life and soulmate Bobby passed ( he was nearly 16 years old) I was woken up one morning by the feeling of a heavy weight settling on my legs. I looked and there was nothing. Later on that day I heard his greeting sound and could feel his presence very strongly. I felt SO comforted. He was 'intact' and all right. It made me realise that there was life after death. I have not had any other signs since that day. I have never experienced grief so profound. He was my beloved boy and companion. He was so much more than his outer form.
Kerry McDaid
It has been nearly a week now since my beautiful boy passed. He was 13. He came to me when he was 8, a FIV+ cat very much in need of a loving home. He was certainly no wallflower though! He'd run around in the small hours; wake me up for his breakfast at the crack of dawn with super-strong headbutts, & get very bossy if his meals were ever late. But he was such a sweet boy, too. If I was ever sad, he'd gently butt my head or place his paws on it & start purring away. Towards the end, he'd curl up on the pillow next to me & fall asleep with his head touching mine. Words cannot quite articulate just how much I love & miss him. There's an ache in my heart for the loss of such a dear, beautiful, unique soul, which I know only time can heal, but still hurts so much. There will never be another cat like Guinness. Until we meet again... Ever the best of friends, dear boy. Ever the best of friends.
Patricia Mckeag
To my teleporting boy, I miss you. Your dad and 3 siblings miss you, too, my little sweetlin. Your quiet bossiness was the glue of this family. You'd never take no for an answer when it came to forehead licks or cuddles, even when your siblings were feeling grumpy you'd still snuggle up to them and they'd just have to let it happen. Our beautiful black baby boy, we could not have loved or been loved more than with you and the 10.5 years we had were just not enough. We're so sorry the lymphoma progressed the way it did before your chemo could be helpful, but we're thankful you didn't suffer. You used to fall asleep with your head in my hand and your final moment was me catching your head and laying you down as you fell asleep for the last time, feeling loved just the way you deserved. That was the worst moment of my life but I wouldn't have missed saying goodbye to you for all the world. I'll never forget you or the purest love you gave to everyone you met, even though you were so shy. You were unbelievably brave and you taught me to be the same, even now that my heart has been ripped from my body with your absence. It's been 2 weeks, and you're back home with us in your urn, but the world has lost a big piece of its shine without you. People say it's bad luck to have a black cat cross your path, but I am beyond lucky that you crossed my path in life. I'll love you and miss you always, my Babab.
Richard Arrand-green
Maise was found in a box at 8 weeks old when I took her in, she was my best friend and by my side for 18 years, sadly I had to have her put down due to cancer, she was the most beautiful cat in the world and I miss her so much.
Kevin Semerdjian
Jacob we were blessed to have you as a part of our family for almost 12 years. Our family of four mourns your loss. Grown men shedding tears, our mother repeatedly breaking down. You were that important to us. Your kindness, your love, your calmness and your ability to go to every room in the house to spend time with all family members to cheer up a bad or even good day. I love you my boy. You slept beside me for 11 years. I’m lost I’m broken I’m so defeated.