Old Kitty died in her sleep either last night or early this morning. Brain found her this morning. She died in her sleep, like she spent most of her final years. She was old, had no teeth and really no appetite in the last few weeks. It really was only a matter of time.
I'll write more about this later -- and probably post some photos...
I learned today that there are several levels of friend -- there are pals, friends, good friends and friends who will bury your dead cat for you.
I wish there were a Hallmark card or appropriate gift that says, "thank-you for buring my cat, because it would have been really awful for me to come home late tonight and have to deal with it without hubby's help".