Our cat, Coco, passed away last week. She had been going downhill for awhile so it was not unexpected.
We got her from Gary's mom and she was with us for 2 years. Gary knew her for 10 years though. It is a weird sensation to have something or someone be alive and you know them and then "poof" they are gone (at least the physical body). It is s-o-o-o final.
She was a sweetie. She looked a lot like our other cat, Smokie. They both came from Delta, so maybe they were related somehow. I have had a few cats come and go through my life. They are each unique. It is amazing. They have such short lives, they can teach us lessons about life and death.
Thanks, Coco, for being in our lives.

Coco and Smokie chillin' on the bed (Coco in front, Smokie in back).

Coco on the steps.