Ray of Sunshine
Little Osmo came into our lives as a tiny kitten - so small, so cuddly, so sweet. We'd acquired him for my son (16) who had -out of the blue - developed a mental illness. My son was recovering and Osmo provided a boost with (as pets do) unconditional love and an ability to make us all stop and watch him for hours. We were besotted with Osmo. My son called him 'buddy'.
Osmo's sudden loss - a car hit him - was traumatic enough but now I am grieving the loss of this lovely little ray of sunshine for my son. It's his loss that is hurting me most. It's awful that Osmo has died so traumatically and suddenly and breaking the news to my son was dreadful. We miss Osmo terribly already and I still can't believe that he is now buried and just...gone. It seems so unfair on my son.