Catticus took very good care of me. I had her for 18 years. Eleven of those years she was strictly an indoor kitty. That was when we really bonded. She made sure I never overslept in the morning because she had my schedule memorized. She knew which were the good boyfriends and the bad boyfriends. SHe knew hoe to give unconditional love even when I took my bad moods out on her. Catticus's two favorite things in the world besides her Mommy were petting and eating. She demanded both and refused to take no for an answer. I just found out she had cancer on 07/19/2004. Nothing has ever hurt me so much. I could have had her euthanized at that time but the vet said with some surgery to remove her tumor, she still had some good time left. I opted for the surgery. Catticus held on as long as she could just for me. She tried so hard to live even though she was in pain. Finally, I could not bear to see the suffering anymore so I took her back to the vet. He said tht she was extremely dehydrated and that the cancer had spread because she had even more tumors. He said that there was nothing more that could be done. I stayed in the examining room with her for a while. I did not have the courage to stay until the end. I knew when I walked out of that room, it would be the last time I would see my furry little child. My friend, Kelly, who worked there came in and said that she would take Catticus since I just could not walk out and leave her. Kelly and her husband, Burt, have buried my little girl on their property in their little pet cemetery. They have told me that I can come see her at any time. Kelly said that she went peacefully and that she was ready to go. Catticus lived on me for a long time while we were in that room. She handled it all better than I did. I miss her more than anything in this world. I would have sold my soul to make her well again. I love being her Mommy and I wouldn't trade that for anything. My heart is broken. I wanted to post this memorial so that she could always be immortal.