This morning as I was getting ready to take my 5 month old kitten to have surgery to remove an obstruction in her intestines she died. I am so sad and I miss her so much already. Things seem so different not having her jumping on me or hearing her beg for her treats. I am happy that she is no longer suffering but sad that she had to leave so young. The house no longer feels the same and my nieces and nephews who would come to play with her are sad also and questioning me about where she is and how she died which only makes me sadder. I don't know what the next step is and it feels like I will never be ok. ):