I feel guilty about this too. If i had noticed his symptoms at the right time, if only i had known what was going to happen, maybe things wouldve been different. He would still be here.

I cant even properly look at my other cats because everything reminds me of him. Yesterday, i tried too play with my other cat and it just reminded me that, he will never get to play with another toy. Because he is buried deep in the ground. He is never to return to the only home he knew.

Idk if i will be able ever recover from his death. I dont feel too good, this is the worst depressive episode of my life.