Our lovely cat Bart died this morning. I'd had him since he was a tiny kitten and he was getting on for 15 so he had been through so many of the ups and downs of my life. He'd been getting weaker over the past couple of weeks and today he just sighed and drifted off as H and I stroked and talked to him.
I'm sat at my desk crying and my boss has told me (nicely) to go home.