My cat died 4 days ago Every day has been hell. I never thought I would lose her so soon and I can't stop thinking about her, how much I her, I think about how I'm never gonna be able to hug her again. I keep thinking did I help her live a happy life? Did she miss me? Did I cause her pain because I had to flee from Iran and I couldnt take her with me? If only I could've found a job and get a flat so I could bring her here she still would be alive. I try not to blame myself and not blame my friend who let her go out in their yard and play, who knew she would run into the street right? But I just think I would've never let her play in the yard because I was always afraid of losing her, I tried to give her the best food, I took her to the vet with the slightest discomfort, I wanted her to live very long 6 years is so little,she was the best cat,she was my daughter. I can't belive she's now buried under a pomegranate tree and I couldnt even hug her one last time...