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Today Noners was put down. I am so upset about this. The cancer spread to her head and she had tumors behind her eyes. We just took out the left eye on Friday. Sometime during the weekend she had a stroke. Her back legs weren't doing all that well and she couldn't shut her mouth. The whole time she was going down she was purring. Almost like she was happy for it all to be over. She didn't have to fight anymore. She had a good life with me and Jonathan. I believe it was better than she would have had anywhere else. Who else do you know that goes to a humane society and adopts a nine year old cat? Her birthday would have been March 20th. She would have been 13.I miss her already. I had to be there in her final moments. Just to know that she would be okay.I hate this, I prepare other people for this all the time. When it happens to me , I just can't take it. When I walked into the house today all three cats sat there and greeted me. This was new. Almost like they already knew she was gone. I am going to get her creamated and returned in a persian urn. This way she will always be close by. I am gonna go to bed now. Curl up in a ball and pretend life doesn't need to go on.