Miss Kitty climbed onto our deck 16 years ago. She was wet and skinny as a rat, had the tip of her tail broken, had a small chunk out of one of her ears. She became imprinted on me and has been my constant companion for the last 16 years. When I take a shower in the morning she stood right by the door, when I sat down to work on the computer or watch TV she was in my lap. When I went to sleep she was right by my side all night. About 5 months ago she stopped sleeping in the bed and then we discovered a large lump under her tongue. It got to the point this weekend that she couldn't eat anymore so we had her put down today. RIP my friend.