Today we had to say goodbye to Maggie Mae - I knew when found her this afternoon that today would be her last day with us. She was my cat for a long-long time and she lived a good life. She outlasted boyfriends and jobs; she was with me longer than I have been married. She lived 19 years and that is old for a cat. It will be hard to get used to not having her here with me. Grace cried and sobbed and carried on - then in the next breath asked for a kitten. Something tells me she will recover from this trauma.