Thank you so much for your kind words. It is hard to think about "doing it" when she moves around, interacts and purrs, but she is definitely not the kitty she was even a week ago.



I love her so very much. Bringing her home from the vet was the right choice (as apposed to having them do it there). She hated being there and let EVERYONE know it.



She is relaxed and resting on my bed. When it looks like she wants to go with me in the house, I pick her up, put her on the floor and she follows me from room to room.



The vet is coming on Thursday if nothing happens before then. I wanted to wait until my daughter was back home from her dad's. She wanted to be here when it happens. My other daughter is away at college and is upset to think about coming home and she is not here.



It hurts so bad. How dare they be so great and get so close to us This girl has seen me through my divorce and is with me every weekend. When I cried, she was there with me, not leaving my side. Yep, she's moody, but she's my "pit-bull kitty". She even had the big 250 lb. moving men shaking in there shoes refusing to go near the sideboard she was sitting upon.



That's my girl. And that's how I want to remember her.

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