About 12:30 this afternoon I had to put Sybil to sleep. In the last few days she’d stopped eating and went downhill very quickly. After visiting the vet, I tried giving her sub-cutaneous fluids to try and get her well enough to do a blood work-up, but it just wasn’t enough. She had 18 years, 17+ with me. We’ve been through a lot together. It’s sort of the last piece of a former life. She weathered all the changes well and always remained “the good cat” even to the end. She will be horribly missed.