i put my cat Dallas down on April 17.i had her for 19 1/2 years.She was so soft and beautiful,loving,wongerful.she would sleep beside me most nights.When i was laying on th couch watching tv she would sit on my chest and i would pet her and tell her i love her.i used to call her my pretty girl cause she was.she was starting to stand still and just stare ahead.i think she was getting dementia.she was getting lots of mats on her fur,then Sunday night at 3am she woke me up as she was coming out of her kitty cave i made her and fell over.i put her on my bed and she was panting, i was petting her and she got better.i took her to the vet on Monday and the vet said she was dehydrated.we talked and i said i did not want her in pain,the vet was checking her and we decided to put her down.it broke my heart, now i feel so guilty that maybe i could of prolonged her life.the grief and pain i am felling is beyond words.i cant believe she is gone.im crying all the time.i left work early today, im in a daze i cant stop thinking about it.going home is torture but i have to, i have another cat Habby which i love.im so lost right now.im sitting in a local bar near my place in Toronto having a few beers.i hope im making sense.Thank you.