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Harriet Workman
I adopted Rusty, known to all as Fats, and between me and him at home 'Chicken Pants' when he was about 7 and needed a new home. He was the most handsome ginger and white tom with an appetite of a small child. He became unwell suddenly and I had to make that decision a couple of weeks ago. Rationally I know it was the kindest thing but my heart is broken and I feel very alone. He was there without judgement through the last 10 years of the roller coaster that is life including losing my mum and I miss him beyond words. My house is just a place to exist now, he made it a home. Rest in peace my lovely chicken pants, thank you for everything
Carol Dick
I miss u so much my boy he was 16 years old he was my sidekick Ur were always there through the good and bad times with me smudge was an indoor cat very loved and looked after well but on Monday u had to go to sleep and I'm finding it hard luv u smudge be at peace xx
Samantha Hallahan
I lost you, my boy on 6th January. Taking you to the vets was the hardest thing I've ever done but I know it was the right thing. However, that hasn't stopped the feeling of guilt. You were with me, my beautiful boy for 19 years, black & white with such a lovely round face. As you got older you would come & snuggle on my lap or jump on the bed & lie by me. You were so loved Billy, I hope you know that. My heart is aching with how much I miss your cute little meow & super soft fur. You now 'sleep' in your bed in our bedroom. It was your Dad's idea that if I put you there that meant you wouldn't be on your own. I never wanted you to be on your own, so I made sure I held you right at the end my boy. I hope you knew I was there with you. You were so weak at the end that I'm not sure if you knew I was with you but I was. I miss & love you so much Billy, you will always be my boy xxx
Carrie Malcolm
I got my beautiful wee black kitten at 9 weeks old she was the most loving cat so intelligent and followed me everywhere her favourite thing to do was play fetch with her fluffy balls every day if she was out in garden if I called her name she’d come running to me she was by my side she was my whole world however one morning a few weeks ago she was tragically killed on the road outside no words can describe the pain I’ve been through abd to lose hef in such a horrid way it was the worst day of my life I loved her more than life itself ,sadly she was only 2 when she died but they were the best two years of my life she was my best friend and il miss her forever .i tend to take comfort in all the happy moments we spent together and I’m so glad I gave her the best life she could have wished for but a part of me has died to and only time will heal it’s sad to lose a human but to lose a pet you were so close to is just as hard was certainly worse fjr me as she was the closest thing in my life and il miss her forever . Rest in peace my little queen 👸 you were one in a million I love ❤️ u . Mummy xxx
Jade Walker
I rescued my old boy Tommy from Cats Protection when he was 16. I was a little apprehensive at first as I had never rescued a cat, but he quickly settled in and became my real mate. He was a confident tabby, who quickly ruled the roost with his funny little ways. When my partner went away for 6 months, Tommy was the best company. He was very vocal, his chats were my favourite thing about him, he was so friendly, funny and loving. Tommy made it to the grand age of 19, we had him for 2.5 years, far longer than expected when we first got him. We were so grateful to have him and look after him in his older years. Coming home from work and to not be greeted by his chirpy miaow’s is hard, but I am so grateful for all his lovely memories he gave us. We rescued Tommy, but Tommy will never know how much we needed him and how much he meant to us, he was the best boy.
Susan Ford
Wendy died just over a week ago and it has taken me until now to be able to put pen to paper. She was a wonderful cat and we had 18 wonderful years together, the majority of them just her and me. I miss her dreadfully. She was such a vocal cat and the house seems so quiet and empty without her. She treated my husband and I like staff. Expecting meals on time, doors opened on demand and an unlimited supply of treats. She loved being brushed, she loved to sunbath and chase leaves in the garden. She loved her food, prawns in particular, and quickly became a big fluffy spoilt cat. But the unconditional love, support and companionship she gave back in return was the best gift anyone could ever receive. I am struggling to come to terms with her passing. She has left an immense hole in our lives and they will never be the same again. The finality of death is so brutal. However, I keep reminding myself that the pain I’m feeling now is more than eclipsed by the love I felt and still feel, for my old friend. Until we meet again beautiful girl. XX
Lauren Scott
I collected Milo at 6 weeks old. He stole my heart within minutes of meeting him. Milo was a tabby cat with 4 white socks, a fluffy white chest & an extra large fluffy white belly. As he grew in size, he also grew in appetite. His favourite thing in this whole world was his cat treats. He was full of chat, chirping, purring & most of all giving everyone little head bops. During the course of my marriage breakdown, Milo was my constant companion. He was so sensible & empathetic. Knowing when I was extra low, he would lie on top of me in bed & cuddle in close. Milo was my chosen baby. I treated him like a proper child - in turn, he let me be his mummy. Milo passed away last Wednesday morning. The vet is still unsure exactly what caused it but I feel so much guilt thinking how he may have been in pain & I didn't even know. Every time I look at the sofa recliner I think of you. Every inch of my home is full of memories of his little fluffy face. I spent your whole life loving you & now I'll spend the rest of my life missing you. Being your mummy was the best gift in the whole wide world. I will never ever forget you. Lots of love from mummy & your baby fur-brother Diego xxx
Jessica Scull
My gosh it’s been the hardest few days. I adopted Moo, a beautiful grey petite Persian who had such a hard start to life, found on the streets with kittens in Egypt. She joined me in February 2021, like my little valentine, she showered me with warmth and love, she was my family, my world. Moo was diagnosed with kidney failure and over the last few weeks her breathing and kidney disease became worse.. she was barely eating and her happy demeanour and habits changed… I made the choice to let her go, peacefully before she got worse, there was no cure. There is a huge part of me that feels horrendously guilty, does she think I gave up on her? Did I give up on her? Should I have fought more and tried more treatments? My heart is broken, my world feels very bleak, you aren’t in your favourite spots, your food bowl is gone, your hair everywhere will be missed beyond words. I love you my sassy Moo Moo, I wish we could have had more time together but my gosh, I love you dearly, I always will. 31.01.2025 🌈 Your mummy Jess xxx
Renata Pucci
Louis found me when I was taking a stroll on the grounds is my local church. He was scared and sitting alone in a corner when out eyes clocked. I could not ignore him and because he was dirty and abandoned, I took him home. He had no microchip so I took him in. Louis was the most affectionate cat ever. He gave me so much love and I try to match it in return. His health was poor and we were at the vets often. My baby passed away yesterday in our living room. It was a long passing and I don’t know how to cope with the memory of it at the moment. I hope to get better. I did everything I could to make you healthier, Louis, but God decided it was your time to go and be next to him. I love you immensely. Rest, my baby.
Jessica Theaker
Bonnie had been at the RSPCA branch the longest out of all the cats. We were told she didn’t like going near people but as soon as we opened her pod she came out and sat on all our laps. She really chose us. I got her when I was 10 and she died a couple of days ago at 15 years old. She had a long and happy life and died peacefully and quickly in my arms but it still feels so unfair that she’s gone I miss her so much. I was completely heartbroken and still am but if anyone is reading this and struggling it is genuinely getting easier every day that she’s gone. I know she’s at peace and no longer in pain. I want my baby back but I know that I will be okay and you will be okay as well x
Tiffany Dobson
Lola was everything to me. She was a tiny tuxedo cat, with big green eyes and white whiskers. Despite being 10 years she was smaller than my 7 month kitten which left her very disgruntled. She was a grumpy lady to everyone but me and a select few. I loved her so much. She slept on my shoulder every night and would purr in my ear and pad, and although it kept me from sleeping so many times I loved her and knew she was being nice so I'd leave her to it. Every night I let her in she would trill to say hello and grump if I took too long, and would make herself at home on her chosen perch that evening. I thought I'd have so much longer with you, you were going to me my granny and I'd see you get old and grey in our flat. I suppose no amount of time would have been enough, I'm so glad I got to love you and call you mine. I'm going to miss you so much my baby, please be good P.S. Try not to pee on grandad up there, he will not take kindly to it
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