The three older kids were/are pretty much shattered, but really we had that cat longer than we've had children. Five times a day for six months my wife or/and I ran a tube down his throat to his stomach and syringe fed him when he was a kitten. He slept every night on my wife's pillows and almost every time I sat on the couch he jumped on me... for 12 years. So yeah, the kids can get in line behind us.
The Assistant Cat, who is just not ready for promotion to Chief, has been wondering around confused for two days. If he doesn't snap out of it soon he's gonna lose his membership in the Cat Union.
WOW Heavy loss.
Condolences to all concerned.
FWIW Chocolate colored Burmese cats are incredibly affectionate and smart . . . and not near as vocal as Siamese.
Later, while visiting my favorite no-kill cat shelter to make a donation and to visit the cats, I discussed the loss of my cat and the improbability of ever adopting another cat because of my "advanced" age I was introduced to an 11 year old, FIV+, nearly toothless, ex-feral cat who had been in the shelter for more than a year and was considered unadoptable.
Needless to say this unadoptable old man adopted her. She is so sweet, loveable, and happy to be in her own home. We were meant for each other.
I emphathize with your loss having outlived no less than 5 cats in the last 35 years. Bless you for your loving kindness to your cat(s). Animals are also God's creatures.