And so Honey died calmly and peacefully this morning. I made the decision finally this morning when I found her in the same position on the kitchen floor that she was in when I went to bed last night. In fact, I really made the decision when I got home last night and found her laying next to the front door where she was when I left for work in the morning.

Even though I know this really was the right thing to do, it was still so difficult. She was probably the sweetest of all the cats and had just started to make her way out of hiding over the past few years to enjoy being petted by visitors. I think Puto loved her the most as she was the only one he would spend time grooming. No doubt he will miss her, too.