We thought we were going to lose him 3 weeks ago, when he was lying around under the table in the living room looking like he was in pain. We thought he'd recovered, but then he disappeared Friday. I found his body Saturday morning, laying on some horse-chore clothes that I was about to wash. You KNOW that your dying cat loves you when he doesn't want to leave the house to die. **sigh**
We buried him Saturday, and put up a marker.
Willow, we will miss you.