We just came home from the vet's office. We had to put down my cat today. I knew it was coming, but it still hurts. He had been kicked by a horse in 2008 and had kidney failure then. He just wasn't ready to give up (you could see it in his eyes), but the vet wanted to put him down then. He bounced back, but we knew that our time was limited with him. We finally knew the time was near when we came home from our Christmas trip and found him in the garage. He looked depressed, (he was a very emotional cat, he gets depressed when we are not around) and was lethargic. We were hoping he would bounce back again like he always did. He came around a little, but he pretty much stopped eating the last few days. I'm glad I took the day off to spend one more day with him. The last few days I knew he wasn't ready to go, but this morning I could tell it was time. Our time my friend has come to an end, so tonight we say goodnight. We love you Bandit. Rest in peace.