I lost my kitty of 5 years yesterday and I'm devestated. She leaves behind a sister from the same litter who seemed very upset at first but she's coming around. I'm not though. I still feel so heartbroken. And I think the guilt is worse than the grief. When we got these cats we intended for them to be indoor cats. But they meowed and clawed at the screens so this summer we started letting them outside. We gave them increased freedom, and they started to test their boundries. We should have said no more once they started crossing the street. It's a busy street! We should have seen it coming. But I didn't realize how much their instincts, that sense of danger had been numbed from being inside all those years.
Yesterday morning I came outside to take DS for a little stroller ride... and I found my precious kitty Skye lying dead under a tree. :( Pretty certain she was hit by a car. At least the driver paid her respect by moving her off the road.
But now I'm left with this horrible pain and guilt. This could have all been prevented with a simple leash,or keeping them inside. I wish I'd known the risks. You just don't think it'll happen to you...
How do I heal from this. I know I have to forgive myself but I'm having a hard time doing that. :( I just miss my little kitty.