Good bye my sweet Kiki (aka Clarisse) . You were my wild little one. You were born to a Ferrel mama and rescued by a vet. That vet brought her to me saying that you needed someone to give you a lot of love. You didn't like to be held . You would hide from everyone else by me and Mr. Cozy. Sometimes you were funny. You would come out of hiding to eat crackers with me. I knew that you were really sick when you started having all those accidents. I knew you were loosing weight. I was still surprised that you only weighed 8 pounds last night. I hope that you will forgive me for capturing in that quilt and tucking you in the basket. I think you liked it later. You were funny, you poked your head out and then went back inside the quilt You slept in the basket while the doctor checked you out. She said you were terminal and would only last a couple of months with treatment. I knew you were hurting so I couldn't let that keep happening. Please forgive me for what was next to come. I rubbed you and told you that I loved you and then went to walk out the door. I came back because I wanted to see those fabulous green eyes of yours. They don't show up in the pictures. You weren't the prettiest of cats but those eyes were wonderful. You looked up at me one last time and I left the room. The vet said it would all happen right away. So so sorry, you are already missed. 12 years of having you around, it will take awhile to get used to you that. Goodbye little kitty, xo.