I had the greatest cat in the world. she helped me cope with a horrible divorce and child custody battle. she guided me and my children into a new life and home. Maggie came into my life on my birthday 1996 at about the age of two. She was well, frisky, playful, licked your wounds until about Feb 1 of this year. She had loose bm's and was sluggish. By feb. 28 the vet had given her a diagnosis of a cancerous intestinal tumor. I would not accept that and went to a second vet on March 4, who told me it was a tumor, that she was anemic and what i could do to keep her comfortable. By sat. march 5 she was barely able to move. she followed me all over the house but with great difficulty. I had to bring her to her food. She laid out in the sun and could barely move herself from side to side. She was only able to give me a few feeble licks. She was trying so hard to do all the things she used to do with me but just could not find the strength. I knew she was no longer "enjoying the sun" and i took her to the vet. I did it by myself and she passed quickly and painlessly. I agonized over this scenerio for a week. Cat lovers, your cat will let you know when it is time. Trust your instincts and do what is right for them. I miss maggie terribly but i was able to courageously see her to the end of her magical life and somehow that makes me feel a little better about the whole situation. This site helped me out immensely. Thank you for being here. Maggie's mom