We knew it was coming. At a year after her "acquisition" ( fine stealth work by Foffdaughter) we relaxed a little. At 18 months, I was going through the web info/trash about FIV and one poster said her FIV positive cat had made it to 20 years. Some part of me exhaled, maybe. Maybe Shrink would be one of the lucky ones. Maybe we all would be.
We knew it was coming. When it came, it came fast and hard. She quit eating, had a fever, and most worst, she could not longer run to greet you coming in the door. The last week she could barely raise her head from the floor. But when you went to her, she would purr. Wonder Vet tried for 10 days. Antibiotics, steroids. A brief improvement and then a crash back to the floor, back to being something Shrink had never been, which was unhappy. In retrospect, we should have skipped the steroids, the second round of antibiotics.
We knew it was coming. Funny, that didn't make it any easier to say good-bye.