I had to put my sweet old cat down today. It was with a very heavy heart. I knew this day was coming, as her kidneys have been failing. But, do we ever really expect on the day it arrives?
We had a good night last night. She sat on my chest and purred. She slept with me, tucked under my arm. But she wasn't feeling well this morning, and I knew the kidney issues had probably raised their ugly head again.
I got Peanut when she was about 4 months old. She had been found as a stray, left outside in the cold in New Hampshire. That was 1993.