Our sweet, gray kitty passed away at 5:30 am last night, sleeping between us in our bed. She spent the last 3 weeks of her life, following a stroke, tucked into her favorite basket, being toted around with us wherever we went. It's what she wanted and she was incredibly happy, blessing us with her beautiful, loud purring 'til the very last day of her life. We told her stories and walked down memory lane 3 times daily while feeding her favorite pureed "Pumpkin Jack Splash" via syringe. She wore an extra small baby diaper with a hole cut out for her tail, but she was mostly quite good at letting us know when to take her down to her box... on the four occasions of exception, she handled 4 baths & a blow dry very well:) Although she wasn't able to walk these 3 weeks, she thoroughly accepted the situation with the amazing spirit and love we've always known. We love you kitty. Thank you for blessing us with your sweet perfection for the last 13 years. You'll be part of us forever.