Likely this will make Hendrik cry. I still am...

At 3:15 AM Squeaky began to get major ill, and she lay in my tub. I brought her to a local vet; poor kitty was in major heart stress, and needed oxygen. I could spend hundreds for her to die on the table - or I could do the kinder thing, and have her euthanised. I  went that route.

Snuggling her while her life faded away was brutal. I'll never forget her. She's the walllpaper on my cell phone that I'll never change.

I already horribly miss my little girl.