About quater to midnight my cat, Marbles, who's health had been declining over the past few months, went to anemic shock. She tried puking, she was hold to the touch, and she could barely walk. Atfter my sister tried giving her medication, we waited and hoped she would improve. She didn't. We took took her to the emergency vet clinic.

After running some tests we found out treatment would be only make her well short term. Long term it wasn't looking good. As she was she barely ate in the passing weeks,and was lossing frightening amounts of weight. We made our decisions, and it was not something we took lightly r enjoyed.

Marbles died a little around 2 AM in my sister's arms. She was 15. It was quick and painless.

Good-bye my loyal friend. I'll miss you dearly.