My bouncy, happy, inquisitive kitty girl is gone. She was the smallest cat I ever had, 8 1/2 lbs at the most. She reminded me of a hummingbird, always dashing around, jumping up on things. If you were looking for her, the first place to look was up. She didn't mind the dogs, and they never chased her, as active as she was. She wasn't big on being petted, but always slept snuggled up to me at night.
This one is hard, coming not quite two months after losing Silk, and very unexpected. She quit eating last week, and when I took her to the vet on Saturday, she found a large (huge) tumor on one of her kidneys. She was also very anemic, so the vet suspected it was bleeding. Today she let me know she was ready. I could have kept her for a few more days, but that would have been just for me. Better a day too soon, even if it tears your heart out.