Missy is a Maine Coon Cat. or at least is mostly a Maine Coon Cat, there is suspicion of other things as she does not have the same oils to keep her fur neat. At any rate, she is very sick. She has been showing signs of sickness, in the way of increased drinking and peeing, and laying by the water dish like it was her only friend. sleeping that way. head on the rim. and I could do nothing. I did manage to take her to the vet earlier this month, and they wanted $300 worth of tests to check for things, but in truth, I don't think any of it would matter, as she's 16, anyway. They had thought kidney failure, bladder infection or feline diabetes, none of which I have the resources to fight. Heck, can't control my own diabetes let alone hers. The best advice I gathered was to take her off dry food and put her on wet food. This I did. Today, a bad milestone happened. I had set a can of the prescription cat food
that the clinic allowed me to buy, but after a day of work and shopping, I come home to find it only half eaten. Worse, I crack open a new can of regular food, (knowing that cats can not like a new food) and she was not really interested in a fresh can of food.

When a pet dies, someone invariably posts a link to a Poem called "The Rainbow Bridge", where we will meet up with our four footed loved ones when we pass, (assuming we rise to Heaven)
Me and Missy are on the road to the bridge, But I am setting the hand brake and I am not letting go.