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Jamie Lee Logan
Mr Pickle was my best friend. My absolute world. I called him my little man. I collected him through cats protection back in March 2021, when you couldn’t visit, you could only select the cat you’d like to adopt online from pictures. His little heart shaped nose stood out to me and I knew we’d have so much love to give. His favourite things to do were sunbathing in the garden hours and hours on end. I never knew I could love someone so much as I did him. Unfortunately he suddenly started deteriorating over the past few weeks and we knew it was time. I haven’t stopped crying since Saturday morning when we said our goodbye. My little man I hope you know how much we loved you. I can’t wait until we bring you home 💙
Jill Beecher
My little boy came to me in July 2014 along with his brother, Murdoch. He was diagnosed with diabetes in June 2024. The vet and I never managed to get it under control. I came to the conclusion that something else was wrong so he went for tests on Thursday. When he came home he deteriorated quickly and I couldn’t bear to see it for a minute longer so I made the decision to let him go yesterday. The vet agreed. My heart is truly broken. I miss him coming to jump on me and ask me for food. The house is so empty without him even though I have three other beautiful boys. I love you so much my Luther.
Anita Ballone
Benga came to me in May 2009. I’ve had family cats before but she was my first very own cat. It wasn’t long before she became my Velcro cat. She followed me everywhere I went, trusted me only, stared at me constantly like I was so interesting. I was the best thing in the world to her, her rock, her protector. She could never hurt a fly, she never scratched or bit anyone, never hunted or killed anything. If you were to give her a mouse or bird she would probably just tap at it and follow it around. Her favourite toy was a water bottle cap and she loved to eat her fancy feast. She was literally the sweetest, most gentle and timid soul. Beginning of December 2024, her health started rapidly declining and she was diagnosed with kidney failure, and I had her put to sleep on December 7th 2024. Back around 2016 or 2017, I remember watching a YouTube video about someone struggling with the loss of their cat and how devastating that experience was, and I recall looking at Benga who was lying peacefully beside me, and I felt relieved knowing that we still had so much time left, the moment felt like it was still so far away. I thought about that while she was going to sleep for the last time, knowing that I would never see her again. It’s been a month now, and my heart is still very broken. I haven’t been myself at all, I have no drive, no energy, I miss her so much. It all just happened so fast, I wish I’d had longer to cherish my last moments with her. I miss you so much everyday Benga❤️🩹😔 I’ll meet you again at the crossroads. ❤️-Anita-
Victoria Morey
Dear William, how I miss you, my handsome boy came to me unexpectedly, in December 2010, an unwanted kitten. We felt we were not ready for another cat after losing Shamie, I tried to find you a home but none seemed appropriate so we ended up keeping you, it was the best decision of my life, I absolutely loved you, unconditional love. You were such a lovely boy, you were loving, greedy, naughty and a hunter! When we moved to Cornwall in 2015, you were living the dream, you, made friends with the neighbors, some enemies of the local cats and pillaged the wildlife. Then last year you began to act strange and after many vet visits and tests they said you had dementia, on the 9/9/24 I made the heartbreaking decision to have you put to sleep. It was the hardest decision of my life, I felt guilty and I still do. I miss you William, I miss you every single day, I think of you every single day but in my heart I know I made the right decision and that you had the best life and were truly loved and spoiled. I have your paw prints, ashes and photos and I look at them every day. Thank for enriching my life for 14 years, there will never be another you . I love you william xx
Janice Ward
Tonight we had to say goodbye to Lyla, having just said goodbye to Nancy under two weeks ago. Nancy had deteriorated very suddenly, having stopped eating for two days over Christmas. Lyla had had a toe removed in September and the prognosis looked good. However, over the last week she’d started limping and a lump appeared on the thigh of the same leg. Today we had to say goodbye to her too. The pain my son and I feel is almost impossible to put into words. We had to wake up Lyla from underneath a blanket to take her to the vet. While we know we did the right thing and the amazing vet confirmed this, we still feel like we murdered her. I know this isn’t true and any care given could only have been palliative. These two cats were members of the family, and have been the most amazing companions and the house is now so quiet and empty. Words cannot adequately express how much they were loved. To anyone out there experiencing the loss of a much loved pet, we send our words of comfort. They will never be forgotten and live in our hearts forever.
Jackie Slater
Cocoa was a stray and he chose us back in Sept 2018, no-one claimed him and he was not microchipped. He was a domestic short-hair with tabby markings, a beige pair of socks and black goth-like lips, completely gorgeous. We called him Cocoa as he looked that he had chocolate all around his mouth. He would step over me, like a platform, then plunk himself into his favourite servant, my husband Roy. He was such a good cat, he would go out and scratch his claws on our trees and not touch our indoor furniture. He had a very loud meow (which sounded like "meh" ) and a very loud purr. Sadly, he ended up with multiple organ failure at the approx age of 12-14 years old, so we had to let him go back in May 2024, we can say that this was (and still is) the worst day of our lives. He is now buried in our garden. We miss Cocoa terribly, we still get very emotional when we think of him. We hope that one day that we will be able to add another cat to our household but he or she will never replace Cocoa. Cocoa was the first cat who we have owned, or rather he owned us! He was very special and we will never forget him. We talk about Cocoa everyday. Cocoa is our angel-cat now and not too far away. I'm sure that he would like us to rescue another cat but we are not ready yet. When will we be ready for another cat? Hopefully, one day...
Tracey Harrison
Stella was the absolute love of my life. She turned up on my doorstep 13 years ago at the age of 2 looking for a home. I fell in love with her the moment I set eyes on her. It has just been the 2 of us for 13 years and she was my everything. She was diagnosed with a tumor on her liver 6 months ago and I did everything in my power to keep her comfortable for as long as possible. Sadly, 4 weeks ago she became so very poorly that I had to make, what was the hardest decision of my life, to end her pain. I continue to live with the guilt and I am struggling to see past this right now. I know deep down that I made the right decision for her but my heart has never hurt so much. I’m trying to find comfort in the fact that I gave her the best life and she could not have been more loved. The house is so empty, I pray that I get a sign from her that she is in a happy place, is pain free and has found a spot to laze in the sunshine and play. I sleep with her ashes by my bed as it’s the only way I can feel close to her. I will love and miss her forever and I hope once the pain becomes more bearable that I can remember all the good times and joy that we shared. I love you Stella 🐾
Jamie Campbell
Hi, I just wanted to post a message about our little Black Cat Jinx who was sadly and suddenly taken from us in a road accident on New Years Eve. We'd had him as a rescue cat. He was a feral kitten and through a charity he came to live with us for 4 lovely years. He was my little dude, loving and friendly. We'd chill, relax and unwind together, and head bump each other. He had a funny little meow call and loved trying to trip us all up when we walked passed him and also would come on walks with us when we took the dogs out! It's going to be hard to realise he's not going to be with us anymore. He'll live long and forever in my heart and mind. If I can take anything into the New Year with me it's that we gave him a good little life. He was happy and healthy, he had a great character and personality and although gone way too soon, I'm grateful to have him with us in our journey through life. Like many people on here I just wanted to share our cat's name and to know he was loved by all the family. Will miss you little Jinxy and my thoughts are with you all who grieve for a pet as they are family members too, gone but not forgotten. Take care everyone.
Rose Cain
A stray cat started visiting us a few years ago. We took him to the vet, he had no chip and we offered him a home despite us having two cats and really were new to this world of taking care of pets. He rarely stayed overnight and we thought he might have a hidden family somewhere and about a month ago he appeared with a kitten less than a year old and his wife:-)) We were so happy for him. They visited every day and the kitten was very affectionate and loving, the mum was shy and timid. Exactly the 30/12/2024 my neighbour knocked on the door and said there’s a cat run over in the road. Is it yours? I ran to see and it was the kitten. God bless her soul. She had passed. Some maniac I suppose. No one saw what happened but they left her in the street, didn’t think to move her. Mum and dad cats have been crying and laying next to her body and we buried her today but they are searching for her scent and sleeping on a towel that was placed on her and they are weeping. Actual tears running down their cheeks. Animals truly grieve like us humans, they can’t sleep or eat. They are devastated. Please let’s make it illegal for people to just drive off even if it was an accident. This kitten is someone’s everything that has been run over and left unreported and just left to be further run over and mutilated. This has to change for these cats have feelings and deserve our respect even after death.
Lorraine McAllister
My wee pet Smudge died this evening, aged 20. I am beyond heartbroken. She was my constant companion and loved me unconditionally her whole life. She was the kindest, most gentle wee soul. I will miss her little snuggles under the duvet at night, her interruptions into my work meetings and her seriously loud miaow for such a little mite. I love you so much Smudge, sleep tight with Tinker and Daisy. I am totally bereft without you, no other cat will ever compare to you xxx.
Lorraine Villiers
My little Millie came to me as an abandoned ferrel kitten at only a few weeks old. Her eyes were still blue and she had been found on a friends farm after her mum had been run over. I bottle fed her till she became strong and cheeky. For 19 years we were together and I still cherish every day in my heart. A bit of me died with her that final day when her little body just gave up and the vet had to help her go to sleep. I Miss her every day still, and its been 5 yrs now that she has been an angel cat. Its so OK to grieve a cats passing, that hole in my heart will never go. Im so glad to have had those 19 yrs of unconditional love. I hold onto the happy memories, the comical ones and the ones when she took down right liberties by pinching my steak off my plate and took it out to the garden to show all her mates, whom she shared it with. Those memories are mine forever and I am so lucky to have them. I have another lovely cat now to make new memories with but will never forget my Millie.
Kate Napier
Indie, today we said goodbye after nearly 19 wonderful years with you. You were the kindest, loving, beautiful little cat and you followed me everywhere. The last 24 hours we cuddled you so much knowing this morning you were going to sleep. My mum and dad had to hold you while the vet sent you to sleep because I was too destroyed and devastated to look. I was there but in the corner and I know you could see me. The guilt I feel for having to sign the form to send you to sleep is killing me and I’m so sorry but we couldn’t let you be in pain anymore and your little organs were failing. I can’t stop thinking about you and crying and want you to know I love you so much. Forever and ever. xx
Sarah Buckton
Mungo was a tiny kitten when we got him. He was a fighter in spite of having cat flu which made him very poorly. We nearly lost him but he pulled through, wobbling towards me on tiny legs every morning to greet me. He helped me through some very dark days when I had leukemia, snuggling up to me in my bed and nudging me with his warm dry nose, getting me up when I was too exhausted to move. For 16 years he was by my side: my best friend and soul mate. Then suddenly cancer took him away and a light went out in my heart. Sadly we had no choice but to send him to sleep. But I know he is still with me, in my heart and spirit. For love can never be destroyed and Mungo was my greatest love ( apologies to my husband🤫.)
Jamie Smith
Vinnie I’m going to miss you little buddy, you came into my life and brought so much joy and excitement. The most beautiful, perfect cat I’ve ever seen, so sociable and loved by everyone. I’m absolutely heartbroken that we can no longer see you grow up with us and that you were taken so young. It’s heartbreaking that your willingness to explore was the reason you are no longer with us, I just hope you weren't scared and you didn’t suffer. I’ll miss coming home excited to see you and see how excited you were to see me, waking up to you meowing for food or attention, these little things are hitting me the hardest. Seeing your face light up as I open the door or when we played with your toys, feeding you your favourite treats or seeing you climb in the Christmas tree and attack the baubles. You were always able to cheer me up and kept me company, sleeping by my side If your mum was away. The house is so quiet now, can no longer hear your bell ringing and you sneak about, there will always be a little Vinnie sized hole missing in our home. Rest easy little buddy, you’ll never be forgotten, my best friend. x
Milena Gillingham
To my Bertie Bassett, Yesterday we lost you so suddenly at the age of 5.5. Your little heart could no longer cope and we are so sad that you have gone. You were so innocent and kind and we will miss you taking the armchair and meowing for food. I am so sorry we could not save you, but I am happy I could be there for you in your final moments - cuddling, crying, purring and having a few last bites of dreamies. May your perfect, innocent soul rest in peace. You deserved longer on earth, having more love from us all, but now you are at peace and I can only hope you knew how much you meant to us. We love you little Bertie Bassett.