12/05/2026
**TRIGGER WARNING - PET LOSS**
Today’s post is about a different kind of adventure. It is not an adventure me, Mummy, or Daddy chose. It is permanent, and it has made all of our hearts feel very heavy.
On 10th May, my sister Rosie crossed over the rainbow bridge. In the early hours of the morning, she suffered something called a feline aortic thromboembolism. Mummy and Daddy rushed her to the Vet ER, but sadly, my little sister was in too much pain and had to be put to sleep.
I have three sisters and one brother — not by blood, but very much by family. I am the eldest, and Rosie was the second eldest at 11 years old. She was very loved, and our home feels different without her.
Mum and Dad have been really sad. My brother and sisters understand too. We have been sad as well, but we have all been trying our best to look after Mum and Dad. We have given extra cuddles, stayed close, and tried very hard to behave ourselves.
There have been a lot of “first times without Rosie” over the last few days. The first morning, the first mealtimes, the first quiet moments where she should have been there. They have been hard for all of us. But we are doing our best to support each other, and every day feels just a tiny bit less heavy.
I will miss my sister very much. She gave the best groomings, and I will never forget her.
I am sorry this is such a sad post. It is not the kind of adventure I usually write about, and it is not a nice one. But life itself is an adventure, and sadly, loss is part of that too. To love someone so much means it hurts terribly when they have to leave.
If anyone’s mum or dad is struggling with the loss of a pet, please know you are not alone. My inbox is always open.
Run free, Rosie. We love you always. 🌈🐾
