We lost Squeaky on September 6th,2017. She adopted us 4 years ago February 22, 2013 when someone else had abandoned her. You will forever remain in my heart. She used to talk to me as I worked on the computer and sewing. She loved to sit on my papers. She also loved to get on the counter as I washed dishes. If she could, she probably would open the door. Wednesday the 30th, I brought you in because I didn't want the coyotes to get you or you get hit by a car. Thursday the 31st you were fine. September 1st, you got sick-throwing up and you wouldn't eat or drink. I know I should have taken you to the vet. I am sorry for my poor lack of judgement. I don't know what is wrong with me since I have always taken you to the vet to get your shots. Monday, I called the vets, they were closed and by Wednesday the 6th-you passed away. I miss you so much. There will never be another cat like you. You were my baby girl. I miss those times together. Squeaky was a black female Manx cat. I don't not understand why you would refuse to eat or drink. I went to the store to buy the best cat food and treats.