I'd really be grateful for some help on how to deal with my loss - a much loved 19 year old cat. He'd been with us since he was 6 weeks old.
I'm sorry if I'm depressing everyone but I'm not coping and need help.
We went away on holiday three months ago. On the first morning we got a phone call from our son to say our much loved cat had been killed as we were arriving in Spain. We flew home - we could not stay on holiday!
The 33 year old son of our next door neighbor deliberately drove over Thomas. He saw him laying in the road - Tom got disorientated and didn't realize where he was laying. Rather than lift him out of the road on to our front garden, he just drove over him.
He dragged him along the road, on to his father's drive before removing Tom from under his car and dumping him on the path opposite. One of my son's found him the following morning when he left for work.
I just can't come to terms with it. I can't understand how he could treat Tom like that. He knew Tom - he'd fed him with his brother when we were away for a few days years ago. He never told anyone - just let himself in next door, went up to his old room and spent the night.
I've worn myself out decorating our house - we're putting it on the market later this month. I can't stay here. I can't look out every day at where Thomas died and I can't live next door to the father of this man. Luckily he doesn't live there he was only visiting.
We lost another of our cats two years ago - she ran across the road and didn't make it. I'd only just got over her loss. I think the grief caused my thyroids meds to stop working properly. I'd just managed to lose 7lbs - a bit under half of what I'd gained. I was feeling a lot better. Now I'm back to square one again. I don't know what to do. I'm not sleeping, I'm crying a lot, I'm eating a lot and I don't want to do anything.
My husband wants us to go on holiday again. I'm refusing - I can't stop this guy visiting his parents but I have five other cats including another 19 year old who can't get out of his way!
I can't forgive myself for not being here when it happened and not being able to say good bye. I saw a doctor last time and he couldn't help or suggest anything.
It's going to be at least four months before we can move even if we get a buyer straight away.
Any help or advice would be really appreciated.
I'm sorry for being so miserable.