I wasn't sure where to post this, but I hope it's okay here.
I posted a while back about my gorgeous cat Henry dying of illness and being put down. It's been a couple of months now and in that time, I have grieved for him constantly- cried endless tears. I'm doing better now but the empty house started to destroy me.
Henry was an amazing cat- and I will never ever lose a place in my heart for him.
I feel like I did something bad today, I've been looking online at shelters- because I've been so lonely without a cat. It's not the same without a pet. Today I finally worked up the courage to go out and see some of cats I liked the look of at the local pound.
I cried on the way out there because I was worried about seeing all of the beautiful homeless animals. When I got there the people working at the shelter were lovely and so caring and soI felt a bit more at ease.
I ended up holding one of the cats I'd been looking at online. He is between 1-2 years old and looks like the cat from the kid's show "Postman Pat" (if you know it). As soon as I saw him in his cage, I felt a strong connection, he was looking at me with interest, wanting me to come over and play. When I was holding him, I felt like part of my heart had healed. He rubbed his little face against my chin and was just the most placid and loving thing I'd seen. Me being me, I ended up crying again.
I thought long and hard about the decision all day and finally decided, I wanted to take him home.
The only trouble is, I feel so guilty. I loved Henry so so much. I'm scared that when the new cat comes from the vet tomorrow, I won't love him enough or I'll feel like I've replaced Henry more so. I didn't want to feel that way.
I'm scared I got him too soon and I feel awful.
I know people might be critical of me and I understand that. I just need some help and advice. I'm real animal lover and I'd hate to destroy a special relationship.