My cat, Connor, died two days ago. He was alive for half of my life and I can't believe he is gone. I watched him fading and the night before he was having trouble walking. Through the night he cried once in a voice I didn't recognize and the pain was so evident on his face that I was sick and angry at myself for letting him get to that point. By early morning he couldn't even get up. I was literally shaking with the thought of taking him to be put to sleep. I took him and I am so sorry on the one hand but I know that it was better than to let him die slowly in pain. I have many emotions going on. I feel helpless. I feel out of control. I have a lot of guilt. I am angry. I'm scared. I'm heartbroken.
One thing that I am scared of is forgetting him. Having his memory fade...forgetting things like the sound of his voice etc. I've had other pets and some from my childhood I can barely remember the details at all. I've always thought that I would have pets my whole life. But the thought of my memories of him fading like that I just can't take.
I just want to go back in time you know. I can't believe that I have to go on without him.