Last night we had to have Callisto put to sleep. She had been declining but she LOVED the new backyard so we had given her as much time out there as possible, but Friday night we couldn't find her, had one glimpse of her Saturday, and then nothing. We were worried that she had crawled off somewhere to die, but last night she came staggering onto the patio and was in such sad shape that Andy whisked her off to the emergency vet to put an end to her suffering. I wish we could have taken her sooner, but all her life, when she wanted to hide from me I have NEVER found her, and I'm sort of proud of her for maintaining that to the end.
Theo is wandering around the house looking for her, in spite of the fact that she was never really nice to him. There may be a trip to the shelter to find a friend for him, but for right now, there are extra cuddles for all of us.