It's been 5 days since my poor cat PIkachu had to be put to sleep due to cancer. I am still seeing her in the corner of my eyes. Every time I see something white I think it's her paw sticking out as she's laying down. Every time I go down stairs I can't help but look for her. Every night I hope she'll visit me again despite knowing better.
It hurts, Every time that my mind plays these tricks on me. I miss her loud meows, her quiet attention and affection. It really hurts.
I Miss you Pikachu.