[Kevy Baby]

I Tweeted about it, but am posting here without the 140 character limitation.

Our cat, Female (pronounced feh-molly; like it was a Spanish word) passed away last night. She was a 20 year old cat and because of the way she has looked for the past year or so, we have been referring to her as the Cat Who Refuses To Die (dark humor - please don't be offended). She stopped eating a couple of days ago, so we knew the end was finally near.

It was about as good of an experience as we could have made it. Susan had been sitting with her all day. I hurried home from work as early as I could and we sat watching TV with her in my lap for about three hours. She couldn't really move at that point, but I knew she appreciated the attention and I was very careful to make her as comfortable as possible.

Since I wasn't sure how long she was going to last and I needed to go to bed, I moved her over to Susan's lap (Susan was going to stay up with her until she passed). Within a few moments, she started having minor intermittent spasms and we knew it was time. Susan and I sat just petting her until she had her last breath and then stayed with her a little longer after her passing.

While we were both saddened by her passing and she will be missed, we know that we gave her the best possible life and it certainly was a long one (20 years is exceptional for a cat). We hope she is happier now wherever she is and wish her the best.