It gets worse

I just got a letter through the door - a heart-felt plea from the woman and little girl asking to please try and get Freyja back. There were drawings of her and heart shapes and their address and phone number.

Obviously I can't take the cat back now that she is settled and happy in her new home (and she is happy - I checked - she is chasing pigeons up trees and coming back in to be pampered when she's tired), so I called round to their house to tell them to give up hope. There was nobody home, but I left a little framed picture of Freyja for them to remember her by. Then I phoned the woman to tell her that the cat wasn't coming back. She started to cry! I feel so guilty, even though I couldn't have known that this would happen. She said that it was the first time that her daughter had experienced having a pet, and they both loved Freyja, and they couldn't even say goodbye because they didn't know she was going away.

I can't believe I made a complete stranger cry, and no doubt her daughter too. I feel awful.