I just came home from the veterinarian having had to have my Frank, orange tiger cat euthanized. He had cancer that had affected his renal system. I had one more special moment with him this morning when I cuddled him up next to me and in his weak condition put his paw over my arm and layed his head on my arm and went to sleep. Most all the other times he just lay with with his head hung low. He stopped eating and drinking yesterday. I had hoped he would die on his own terms-go to sleep and die peacefully, but then on top of barely being able to get across the room without laying down to catch his breath, his nose became congested and he couldn't breath out of it. He was a cat that had FIV (feline immun. virus-Cat aids). He was only five years old and in his hay day was 24 lbs. He wasn't expected to have a long life due to the FIV and had just gotten over an upper respiratory infection remedied by two rounds of antibiotics. I am very comfortable with the decision to have him euthanized. He was at peace and I felt a relief for that. I will miss him deeply. He was a gentle, loving, cuddly boy.