Yesterday was my girls last day. I had a vet come to the house and put her down. It was quick, painless and peaceful. She would have turned 16 in a few weeks, had CKD and dementia, and God only knows what else. She was exhibiting signs of stress almost constantly. I decided I didn't want her to go through whatever it was any longer, only to have some CKD crisis occur, or to discover she also had cancer or whatever. As well as cats can hide illness, I can't imagine what she might have been feeling. But I miss her terribly. After the loss of my husband and our only cat just months apart, she helped me through the toughest time of my life as a kitten. She was always a real "buddy" cat. Had to be in the room with me, sleep with me, would talk to me. She was the boss of the group, which was 5 and is now down to 1 indoor cat and 1 indoor/outdoor cat. Hopefully the two girls left will make friends with the boss gone. Her viewing is scheduled for next week. I am so greatful that for an additional fee, this crematorium allows this option. I always do that for each of my cats, then I wait and can bring home their ashes that day.