She had a stroke some time yesterday. For some reason my parents didn't take her to the vet today.
She was progressively getting weaker. First she couldn't jump, then she had couldn't walk far, then her back legs were barely usable.
We all knew it was going to happen, but it seems so unreal now that it happened. She's 15, we've had her since I was 2, and she grew up with me. I grew up with her, it's really hard to let go of her.
We put her in a box with blankets all day long, because she couldn't move to her litter box and we wanted her near us. I was sitting there petting her when she passed away.

This photo was taken after her stroke, when she crawled to my parent's bathroom to lay on a towel.
R.I.P. Tickles
September 11th, 2013, 7:54 PM.