Today is the first of three poignant memories for me. Snowy was diagnosed with raised liver enzymes 5 months after getting her - she had issues with sickness, diarrhea and weight loss, so was at the vets lots with her. In November, I noticed she had lost a lot of weight, and a couple of people who saw her tried to convince me there was nothing wrong (my neighbour even tried to tell me it was just cos she was old!! I did say that she also has liver probs, and that causes weight issues), and I reluctantly put it off till their six monthly check up - 2 weeks before, she became an even fussier eater, and even the usual tuna and cat milk didn't go down, so she went for another blood test (everytime she went to the vets she was pre-starved to be on the safe side!!) - they came back showing cholangiohepatitis, and she was put on some medication, but she was so unhappy on it she stopped purring and hated me - I live on my own, so I couldn't have her that scared of me, it wasn't fair. Today is the anniversary of the check up to see if the medication had helped, and I was told that as she wouldn't take it, and her liver felt slightly worse, there was nothing more could be done, and as I knew her better than the vets, it was up to me when I thought she didn't have enough quality of life. What a good start to my X Mas hols - in a strange co-incidence, my hols are the same dates this year. Fortunately all 6 seem well this year.