I just lost my cat who has been my boy since the day he was born, he was 10. He just randomly died back home, and it hurt.
My mom said he wasn’t eating and she took him to the vet, the next morning I had 5 missed calls so I’m like wow somethings up back home I should find out. So I called and she said he didn’t live through the night, I started crying. It happens, sad thing was he wasn’t sick or anything I honestly think it was cuz he missed me, so I blame myself for moving.
Either way, hope all is well, enjoy your last night together if he doesn’t make it.