So my cat died...

Yesterday my cat, whom I have had for the last 13 years, had to be euthanized. She's had cancer for the last year, and underwent three different surgeries to remove the tumors, but in the end, it just got too bad.

The tumors started in the mammary tissue. Just one little bump to start. We took her in and they said there were other smaller bumps too. They removed one whole side of mammary tissue and hoped that would get it, but several months later, some new bumps were back. The other side of mammary tissue was removed next, but after another month, I could feel a new bump.

We tried one more time, but after that, it was fairly clear it was a lost cause.

A couple months ago, if you rubbed her belly, it felt like her stomach was filled with marbles. X-rays showed that there were masses in her lungs too.

About a month ago, the tumors on her belly grew too large and actually burst open, so she had exposed tissue between her legs that had to be treated for infection. Her right-side back leg hurt her so badly, she stopped using it.

Honestly, I should have ended it a month ago, but I just couldn't do it before christmas.

Through it all she was always alert. Still followed me around the house - limping awfully the last week and a half - and still asking for food and pets.

Gawd, this sucks.

She was such an awesome cat, too. We called her the ninja kitty because she'd do some of the craziest shit sometimes. She was kind of annoying in the room when trying to sleep because she always wanted to sleep on my pillow next to my face, so I'd keep the bedroom door closed at night. But she DESPERATELY wanted in, so she's yowl at the door and try her darndest to open the door knob. But her paws were too fluffy, so she couldn't get any grip on the door knob, no matter how hard she tried.

So one day I wake up and she's right there on my pillow and I'm all like, wtf? How'd you get in here?

Then I found that the attached bathroom's floor vent was turned over, and the floor vent in the living room was turned up too.

She had pulled up the vent covers and crawled her way THROUGH the VENTS in the house, just to get into my bedroom and sleep with me.

And she always wanted to be in the highest possible spot. 
She'd find a way to get on top of doors and actually sit along the top of open doors, just balancing up there.

She was an awesome cat.