Before my Mum passed away in 2002, I promised her I would take care of her cat Kylie (often called Kylie Custard) and she became part of our family. Today, however, I had to take Kylie to the vet as she had begun having difficulty in walking and her ear was inflamed where she scratched at it. The vet found a large, quick growing tumour at the back of her neck and said the kindest thing would be to put her to sleep. :'( :'( :'(
Kylie was over 16 years old, but her end was very peaceful and I was with her. I brought her home and we will bury her in the garden.