I put my cat down.

Yeah, so I had to put my cat down like.. a week or so ago. We've had him for 14-15 years, I pretty much grew up with him being around so to think he's gone.. there's really nothing I can think it describe it. In a cliche way I feel like there's something in my life that's gone that I'm never going to get back. He was a really great companion, and the cuddliest little bastard ever. I'm going to miss him so much. Apart of me still can't really grasp that he's gone. It's just something I refuse to believe. But I know it's true, and that's what kills me.