Sad, sad, sad

On 22 March my favourite cat went to another world, to the cats' paradise. He had been ill for nearly a year but still didn't give up and behaved like a youngster - jumped up the wardrobes, played like a kitten and rushed from one room to another. He had a cancer and nothing could save him as he was too old for any kind of operation - his heart could not recover after the narcosis, so the only way to soothe suffering was to put him out of pain...He was 13 years old. I'm still crying.