My sweet Darcy took a turn for the worst last night, and this morning continued to go downhill. It was obvious it was time to let her go, but it's one of the hardest things I've ever done. I've been crying all last night and all day today. She will be cremated and her ashes and paw print will be returned to us. I only knew her for about two months, but I loved her so much, she was so easy to love. She never got to grow up, and only had about two weeks with us to be a kitten. It's just a few days shy of her 9th birthday. I hope that Cindy met her when she passed and will be will her until we are all together again.