My beloved cat -Sabrina, aged 15 and diabetic since 2009, started to be very poorly yesterday and after refusing food this morning, I took her to the vet; I said that if it was possible to resolve without invasive actions, please run whatever tests, eg if a diabetic episode, it could be easily sorted. My phone died on Monday so they rang my husband to say that she had kidney failure and it was a case of hours. I called back to arrange the 'injection' but with me there. Sadly, she passed a few hours before that. Laat night, I pulled Sabrina onto my bed and we had cuddles for awhile and I could hear her purring - I think that was her goodbye as this morning, she was very unresponsive. I know that I did the right thing taking her to the vet as I would always feel upset that if we haven't, perhaps the vet could have helped? But I am upset that I wasn't there to cuddle her when she did pass... I have her 14 year old daughter, Daphne, who usually sleeps on my bed but last night, stepped away when she saw her mother. Daphne has always been a bit of a nervous cat but all night tonight has been coming into the living room to sit on my lap and at the moment on the back of the couch where Sabrina usually slept. Would love to hear some stories from pet guardians about this most difficult time..?