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Michaela Connolly
Today we had to say goodbye to our little Ash Bash. Such a handsome, affectionate and wonderful tabby. He turned 4 a fortnight ago but was suffering lower urinary tract issues and had re-blocked again after traumatic unblocking just a fortnight prior. We tried our best and willed for him to get better but unfortunately he became blocked again this morning. He was the best cat. He got me through SO much and was the greatest companion. I'll miss his little toe beans, watching him sunbathing and I'll miss him being my little best friend and sitting with me whilst I work from home. My partner and I adored him. He was so funny and always cheered us up. We hope he did the right thing by him, we hated seeing him in pain. He fell asleep on both our laps peacefully whilst we repeatedly told him how much we loved him. We're going to miss our little mao mao so much and the flat feels so empty already. I feel so guilty and hope we did the right thing by him. Goodnight our little Ash. Cuddle up to nan, dad, Sean and our Josh. They'll look after you up there my love, my little babe, our little mao.
Rosemary Hollings
This morning my Loki flew off with my heart and im not sure when he will send it back down to me. Loki was a "one human" cat (me) and he was, quite frankly, offended by EVERYONE else. It was pretty funny actually, for instance: calling the cattery to book him in for a visit - they'd be like "gird your loins everyone, Loki's coming in!" Ahh but I didnt care, Loki was my little baby! He gave me lots of love, I got to tickle his toe beans and sometimes when he was feeling extra comfy and soppy I'd get to have belly rubs as well. He wasn't heartless, he'd sense when I was upset and would come and rub his face in mine. He came to "tolerate" my partner who would be ever so chuffed if Loki sat on him and just beside himself if Loki allowed him belly rubs!! But today, I had to make the gut wrenching, devastating decision to have him put to sleep this morning. I gave him smooches as he went, and he went quickly. He was 12yrs and 11months to the day today. He had a good life and I hope, wherever he may be that he occasionally looks down on me and gives me a swipe to say "Oi! I just got a better offer that's all, stop crying you fool!"
Roz Greenwood
We said goodbye yesterday to Cassie Ann. We’ve had her and her twin sister for 18 and a half years and we thought she’d live forever. Recently, she started losing weight yet her appetite was insatiable and she was as agile and affectionate as ever. But in the last few days she became unsteady on her feet. Saturday night she fell over on to her side and couldn’t get up. But after an hour of softly comforting her, she bounced back like nothing had happened and demanded her tea. Then yesterday morning I found her half on and half off her bed. Breathing, but limp. I wrapped her in her favourite blanket. I knew it was time. I took her for a last walk around the garden, pointing out her favorite spots and then found her sister to say goodbye. We drove her to the vets where they very gently and lovingly, helped her on her way. We brought her back home so her sister could see her before we buried her under a tree amongst the wild flowers. Her sister doesn’t understand and is looking for her. We’re heartbroken and the waves of emotion are unbearable. We see her everywhere. My little best friend. Our baby girl. Our little little one xx
Maggie Dowling
After my husband died I didn't think I could ever be happy sharon. Then a friend asked would I look after this cat that needed rehoming . I told her I'd do it for 2 weeks max. Honey was a tortoishell Persian cat. I didn't want another cat after losing Tillie aged 22 years and Honey looked so like her. Very soon that gorgeous little girl found her way into my lap and into my heart. I couldn't let her go. She was such a comfort. She was always wanting cuddles, she greeted me lovingly whenever I'd been out.... through lockdown she was such amazing company. When I got covid she wouldn't leave me, cuddling into my neck and singing to me. She had been an indoor cat but I got her used to the garden and she loved being out there. She loved life.. always chasing around after leaves and her toys. A few days before she died Honey wouldn't leave my side. I didn't suspect anything because she was still eating and drinking OK. The night before she died she slept cuddled into my neck. She got up around 7am and went down for her breakfast. An hour later I heard her crying and she was at the bottom of the stairs and didn't come up when I called her. I went down and found she was dressing her back legs. I went immediately to the vet who said she might have a blood clot on her spine causing paralysis. Sadly all the stress caused her heart failure and my darling friend died in my arms a few minutes later. I will never forget all your love and care my sweet Honeybun. I love you so much.
Subreena Klair
My little Dippo was sadly taken on Thursday. It was sudden, he took a sigh and went. He was healthy and had regular check ups at the vets - no concerns of health issues. He was only three years old, he had a good life - he brought so much joy and happiness to our lives. He was named Dippo because he had a white tip tail. I will forever miss him and hope to see him again one day - twirling around playing with his tail.
Teya Brown
My sweet boy was hit by a car a week ago today, and i miss him so much. He’d only just turned four, and had been with me through my most difficult times. My mum’s friend had gotten him for me as a gift, after begging for a cat for years. I wasn’t doing so great mentally at the time, and he helped a lot. He’d always been great with comforting me and i don’t know where to put my love for him. My mum has gotten me a small black cat teddy, “somewhere to put the love”, she says. It brings me comfort and makes me feel like part of him is still with me. Grief keeps on creeping up on me at unexpected times, and i can’t help but cry to think that he’s no longer here. No longer curled up on the end of my bed and no longer there to greet me with meows when i get home. I have two other kittens in the house, and whenever they come through the cat flap etc, my first thought is Loki. I like to think it gets easier, i hope it does. To those reading, I'm so very sorry for your loss. At least we know they were loved dearly. x
Elaine James
My beautiful boy left this earth at 02.00 on April 5th 2024, he was laying in bed beside me, let out a sigh and was gone. I am heartbroken, I feel like part of me has died too. Thank you precious Angel for being part of my life, you were a beautiful gift ,I will treasure all the memories of our time spent together. I love you always. I like to think of you playing happily at the Rainbow Bridge and I hope to meet up with you there one day and we can be together again.
Megan Carter
Sadly a few days ago, I had to say goodbye to my favourite love, my sweet ginger Gino. The most mischievous, loving and kind boy you could meet, he was there for my highest and lowest moments, always nose to nose. He suddenly became sick and his personality changed, the vets took him in for bloods and we found out Gino had late stage of Kidney Disease, this little 3.5 year old boy who had never been poorly before was now fighting. The vet kept telling me each day ‘he’s hiding how poorly he is and we don’t know how he’s still going’ - if you have a ginger cat, you know how he was still going … stubbornness ! He held on as long as he could, he came home after 2 days in hospital and we nursed him as best we could, kept him happy with love and all the treats he could wish for. Sadly he was losing use of his back legs, stopped eating normal food and was losing his balance even when sitting up. It was the hardest decision I had to make but I made it with him in mind and him alone, for if I had my way I would have kept him alive forever but I couldn’t watch my boy suffer. Gino, you were so loved and if love alone could have kept you alive, you would have loved forever. I hope you never forget me as I’ll never forget you. Love from your mama xxx
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