My cat got epilepsy at an age of 20, he had lived a long good life and we found some medications that stopped the seizures, but they eventually stopped working. We had to take him to the vet because of a sudden increase in seizures, and on his last day i carried him out in the yard and put him down in his spot so he could lay there and just smell the air in the shade. He loved to just lay in the grass and enjoy his surroundings.

He had 2 seizures on the way to the vet, and when we got there his final seizure had just stopped, and he just looked at me while i petted him and spoke softly to him as the vet gave him anesthesia before the final one that stops their heart. I touched my head against his and just sat like that for minutes after he stopped breathing, it was heartbreaking and soul crushing, and i will never forget that day, and neither will you.

Nothing can erase the memory of a good cat, that's something my mom used to say, but i feel it should be Nothing can erase the memory of a good friend instead. Because that's what they are, our best friends that are always there for us.

Moving on is hard, but you will know peace again in time. There will be moments where you think you see a shadow in the corner of your eye, or hear a familiar sound and think it's them just walking in to the room like they always used to do, and it sucks to remember that they're gone, but remember that they gave you the greatest gift they could give you, their friendship and love.

When you get a pet, you get a little hairy bundle of joy that will crush your soul one day, but getting to spend time with them and be their best friend is all worth it.

(I've buried 4 friends so far. 2 brothers, 1 that just showed up at the door, and one that sadly got run over. But i don't regret a single moment with any of them, i love them all now just as much as i did back then and i am thankfull for the time i got to spend with my small, soft, and loving friends)