Hi everyone, I’m looking for suggestions on how to deal with the loss of my beloved Pippo, taken way too soon before his time at around 6 year old by a thymoma/lymphoma. I spared no effort, had him have surgery but he never recovered and got progressively worse till i decided to give him the last and hardest gift i’ve ever had to give, and had him euthanized on the 3rd of november.

Me and my ex picked Pippo from the local cat shelter, where we asked for the cats in direst need of adoption they had. He had spent the first two years of his life at the shelter, abandoned by his previous owner when he was two months old so he had basically only known life at the shelter. We picked him and Chicco, a 5 year old cat that had been abandoned by his family after scratching one of their infants.

Pippo was the clumsiest, silliest, most lovable feline soul i’ve ever known (my family has always been blessed by the CDS over the years), he was so terribly in love with life and all of our friends loved him, he was able to steal rubs even from non-cat people.

I am DEVASTATED by his loss, me and my gf broke up and i was left with my two boys. The other cat (Chicco) is super affectionate and blatantly in love with me, and that makes me feel even guiltier cuz regardless of that i still fill like coming home to an empty house every day.

All I wanted was to give my boys a safe, warm and loving home, and now it’s just me and Chicco and I don’t know how to process it all.

I still cry almost on a daily basis, esp when i see other cats posted here, and I feel like my heart is still bleeding and it will not heal.

I do realize time is the great healer, I just don’t know if I can get over it, so I am asking for suggestions.

Pic related ( Pippo in the background and Chicco in the foreground).