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I have posted on the health site that my Hera had CRF with blindness, and in the 40 days she was diagnosed, went downhill, but ate and was doing okay with the CRF, the blindness seemed to be getting to her as she was bumping more into things and was more confused. On Monday I made the decision to let her go in peace on Thursday afternoon, as it was going to take me a few days to work up the courage, but fate wouldn't wait. Tuesday morning she would not get off the bed( she usually would wake me up wanting to get off the bed and put into the litter box ). A little after 6 I made my husband try and put her in the litter box and knew it was time, she looked horrible, and seemed not to be able to move. I lied her on her favorite chair( those comfy lazy boy ones) and waited to call the Vet for an appointment. She never ate anymore, never acknowledged us and I was able to take her from the house, into the car and into the vet in a blanket in my arms. She never opened her eyes and was content with me kissing her nose. She went in peace and was finally away from the desperation of not being able to see. Later on I discovered she peed on the bed ( something she never would have done) and I have a feeling she would have died at home a few days later with more pain. This cat was my baby, I had her for 18 years, she slept with me, I talked to her, but over the past few months she started getting slower, and I attributed it to old age. I just am having the issue of going on. I had to clean out her things fast, because they were too painful to look it. I still cry daily and just want to be able to be in peace with her passing, because I know it was for the best. I am beating myself up because I felt that I waited too long, but I am human and this was my first time with this experience. I just wish my crazy girl was back lying in the sun and looking at me waiting to be held. I just hate this. Sorry for going on. Cheryl