The loss of my first cat Bailey was tough,she was 16 when I had her put down due to kidney failure.Was a calico I had since I was 13 as a kitten.My parents got her for me,I was bullied and picked on a lot.Thought it was a good idea to cheer me up and did.I had a bad day,Bailey was there and loved hearing her purring.It taught me responsibility too,my parents never had to remind me to clean her litter box.I remember her on top of the pillow and my head when I slept in bed.Was my alarm clock too at times.Had her through a year into college and my roommates loved her too.It was in May of 1998,she was sick and took her to the vet being told kidney failure.They tried everything and she passed the next day.Had her cremated and I still have her ashes.