My son and my sister took our precious cat Posey Marie to be put down today. We had took her over a week ago to the Vet after noticing she just was not eating or drinking and she was a big cat and just seeing her weight loss she looked so bad. The vet kept her two nights then placed feeding tube in her. She came home with us a few days later. My son and I started the process of trying to feed her and measure thru a syringe and vomiting and her not even being able to make it to her litter tray. he hurt of seeing her lay in her litter tray and find hidden places in the house it all seemed so strange as we never experienced this. Today her life ended as she returned and my son as hard as it was knew it was the right thing to do. I applaud him as the vet office tried to encourage him to try the antiobiotics on her and they would give them now for him to start and that she had 50 50 chance. he said No it has been enough. We buried her today, my husband sprinkled holy water on her lil grave and planted a beautiful pansy plant at the end of her grave. It is hard and I feel guilty for letting her just be gone today.It seems I cant stop crying an wonder how long in time I will feel like myself as the guilt of letting her die and not seeing her waddling about the house is killing me.