18th August

Cleo hadn't been well for a little while. We thought it was due to old age as she was nearly 16 years old, but she suddenly went down hill very quickly. We took her too the vet and sadly had to make the decision to put her too sleep. It's a horrible thing to have to do that and I feel completely heartbroken, and I think I will for a while. I know we did the right thing for her though as it would be unfair to try and treat what was an incurable disease, and put her through more suffering and pain for our benefit.

She was an adorable sweet natured and cheeky kitty from the start. We got her when she was 8 week old tiny cat, and she's really missed around the house. It feels so quiet and empty without her. I feel awful that I wasn't with her at the end. Hopefully she would understand that I didn't want my last memory of her too be seeing her like that. I hope she wasn't frightened or scared because she didn't know the vet. She apparently was really friendly woman but I can't shake the feeling that I let Cleo down by not being there at the end.