Tonight when Sweetie got home she found Missy in desperate condition. I won't go into details but it was obvious Missy was very near death. We called the vet's office and took Missy in for evaluation but we all pretty much knew what had to happen. The choices were: extreme efforts to save her life, natural death at home, euthanasia. No good choices. Missy has been in poor health for some time and "heroic" measures pretty much equated to torture. A natural death promised to be lingering and hard. So we wound up asking Dr. G. to end Missy's life. Missy left us at about 6:30 tonight having lived nearly to the age of 18 (we thought she was a bit older but our records say otherwise). She had been with Sweetie and me through most of our marriage. Missy was a great cat.