I feel so sick. I’ve just come home and slept in my bed since school. I really miss Tom and I want him back. The amount of times I cried today because of him is ridiculous: I went to put food for Ginger and Teddy and I just saw his bowl empty and it was awful, all I can think about is how much pain I saw he was in. I know this may seem over dramatic because he’s only a cat, but he was like family to me. I was there the moment he was born and then 8 years later he’s just gone. I miss him so much.

It turns out that Tom had a heart attack and they couldn’t have saved him if they tried. I still haven’t stopped crying and it’s been almost 7 hours. I miss him so much already and I can’t stand to think about how much pain he was in before he died.