George
I
put George to sleep at 1:15PM on October 7th, 2001. The cancer had advanced
rapidly and to a terrible degree.
We shared 11 great years together. He was there for me through thick and thin. His last few months were full of more wet food and catnip than he'd ever had. But all he ever wanted was attention. He spent the last two nights wrapped in a towel, in my arms, in bed.
I held him as they gave
him the shot. He was 
purring
and looked at me as he slipped away. My tears poured onto the stainless
steel table. The vets left me alone with him. I finally put him down,
pulled the towel over his limp 
body
and walked out into the sunshine.
I will miss him more than words can convey.