My 18 year old black cat, Luci, died on Easter after a 6 month decline. It's hard and emotionally draining being a pet hospice provider. I told myself I needed a break after that whole process…
As these things go, the break lasted about 2 weeks and then I caved and got 2 young healthy cats from a rescue here in town. I had forgotten what it was like having that kind of young energy around but it was just what the doctor ordered.
It's a sad thing saying goodbye but I feel as though they help send you the next ones and live on through them in some way. At least that's what it feels like to me having just gone through that.