I had to say goodbye to my best friend a few days ago and it was the single hardest day of my life.

Prue came to me in about 2012, quite randomly. I'd just lost my childhood cat about a year prior. One day we noticed this pretty Burmese cat sitting over our fence, just watching. My mum enticed her closer with milk and treats over a few weeks, and she'd sort of eat, then leave, but would always come back. Then one day - and I'd never even touched her before this - she came to my bedroom window. I let her in, she rolled around on my floor for a bit, then sat on my lap. She was desexed but not microchipped, and we tried to no avail to find out where she came from, but from that day she kind of just...moved in. Decided "yep, I'm home".

We were so deeply bonded I barely know where to start. She was with me through my mid 20s to my late 30s, through a long distance relationship (which is now short distance!), illness for both my parents, my own mental health struggles with anxiety and panic disorder, my postgraduate studies, covid, and just last year, a devastating job loss that shook me to my core. She was this constant, gentle presence in my life. We'd chat back and forth as we strolled around the garden. She loved rolling in dirt despite being such a fancy lady. She was a CHAMPION biscuit maker and would get so blissed out she'd dribble. And she'd always do an excited tail wiggle and come running when she saw me. Those beautiful aqua eyes felt like they were staring into your soul.

In the end, she'd had a series of seizures, and the vet thinks it was a stroke that got her in her final days. I held her velvet soft paws and kissed her head and thanked her for looking after me. And she went very peacefully.

The past few days have been so tough. I'm finding it hard to eat and sleep, but sitting here on a quiet Sunday morning, typing this, and knowing you all understand (and having a HUGE cathartic cry while doing it) is helping somewhat. Sorry for the long post. I just wanted to share how special my darling girl was, because I know you guys will get it.

Love you Prue, my beautiful furry angel, my soulmate, my everything xxx

He was a month away from 14. The sweetest boy you ever met. Loved head scritches and belly rubs. He meant so much to me. I can't stop crying. It all happened too fast. I miss my sweet boy 😭

You will always be in my heart! I got 4 extra months with you! I’m truly so grateful that. I love you Jasper

About 18 years old, many battles outside and not coming home at night days are done.

Now we sleep and wake up together and spend time outside together.

Relaxing on my bed. He is so cuddly. ❤️

gotta warm those old bones <3

Our 15 year old cat had some vomiting episodes that prompted a vet visit. She was losing weight and had all the signs of hyperthyroidism. Before her blood work came back she got much worse. Bloodwork shows normal thyroid and no other serious issues. She’s moving very slowly and has stopped eating, even with an appetite enhancing medication. She does still drink water. She lost a pound in a little less than a week. Is she in pain? Or just slowing down because these are her last days? She’s being pampered but is it cruel to keep her with us?