I'm devastated, I've just lost my kitten. This week's heatwave hasn't spared anyone, not even my kitten. Every day I left work early to be with him, keeping him cool as best I could. On Thursday he started eating less and seemed more tired, sometimes with his mouth open. I was wetting him down with a spray bottle and giving him little showers, using cooling mats, etc... That night I went to bed exhausted by the heat and I didn't pay enough attention to him. When I woke up I couldn't find him, but as my daughter sometimes took him into her room, I just thought he must be with her. I left for work at about 8am and my daughter called me in tears; the worst had happened. It turns out he had got into the washing machine and the door shut; he suffocated... my God, why?
Please, I beg you, make sure your pet is safe before you go to bed, I'm pleading with you.
The pain of this loss has destroyed me, I feel so incredibly guilty.
