Well the day that I had dread most came on Friday. My baby girl passed away on Friday. Smokey died in my arms somewhere between 8:30 - 9:00 pm. shortly before she passed she lifted her weak little head & gave me one last meow. I believe she was saying good bye. My heart is broken & my apartment is so lonely. There is a part of me that is relieved that it's all over & that she is out of pain, but I worry about who is taking care of her right now. I hope that where ever she is she is getting lots of peperoni pizza & is running & playing again.