My cat died yesterday. Not only is that horribl in itself (as she was a very young cat), but my sister is also very ill again and the whole week up to this point has culminated into the worst week of my life. I'm not sure I can describe to you the loss of a companion. She may have only been a cat, but she was the only other living thing in my home and her loss has left my house empty and cold. It's hard to say goodbye to something that you have become emotionally dependent on. She saved me from spiriling into a deep abyss of depression and for that I will always be grateful. She was the best cat I've ever had the privilege to know. My heart is in deep pain. I can't loose my sister as well, I don't know if I could recover.