I lost my cat on january 27th of this year. She was 18 and would have been 19 in September. One Friday she was eating chicken nuggets with me and I was having to let her go on Monday. I'm still grieving, I'm still not over losing her. I dont remember life without her. I'd had her since she was born and I was 6. For 18 years my best friend was by my side and for the last 7 I provided daily medical care for her thyroid condition. I still cry a couple of times a month. My other cat is just..different now and I know it has had some effect on him too. Plus my mom and my grandparents just lost their dogs so its stirring up some emotions for me. I just miss my babygirl..I've been thinking about getting another cat, so that my other one isnt as lonely. I'm just not sure when, if ever, would be the right time? This was the worst thing I've ever gone through and I know I'll have to go through it again in a few years (my boy Gus is 12). I dont know how I could ever get through this again