Goodbye my friend

Today, my beloved Oscar had to be put down. He was suddenly taken ill in the early hours of the morning and there was nothing the vet could do to improve his situation so the kindest course of action was to put him to sleep.
I will miss him terribly but am comforted by the knowledge that he had a wonderful life and his demise wasn't painful and drawn out.
Oscar was a beautiful cat in looks and personality, he was an utter delight and having him in my life bought so much pleasure.
I will miss having him meet me at the car on my return home, the way he would sit with me in the 
bathroom whilst I cleaned my teeth , then settle at the end of the bed (unless he wanted extra attention and would sit on my chest, as I was trying to go to sleep). I'll miss him standing patiently in front of me awaiting his post dinner massage, the absolute kissable softness of his forehead, the teddy bear sweetness of his paws, his adorable expressions, the way he rested his head and paw on the arm of the sofa whilst asleep and his unswerving belief that he was master of all he surveyed.
I may not be able to tell if it's raining anymore without Oscar to crash in through the cat flap with a loud meow enquiring as to whether I'd realised that water was falling from the sky.
Oscar - you were my best, beautiful boy, you made me laugh, gave me such joy and bought me comfort in some of my darkest hours.
Goodbye my handsomest, you were much loved.