Little Ellie died yesterday.
Vet Jessica did a wonderful job that Ellie died with me saying I love you in her ear. It was so fast and so nice.
Prior to that happening though. I had a very distressing night with her. At 11pm she came into the kitchen and I thought she had put her face into the bowl of whiskas cat food. But to my horror her face was covered in her own blood, and her front legs were red with blood as well.  Further to my horror I found it pouring out of her mouth.
For the next 2 hours she continued this way. she was restless so I stayed with her and followed her to make her clean and comfy.
I didn't think she would make it to morning. but thankfully she stopped haemorrhaging, and comfortably settled for the rest of the night.
  the next day I put her in the car to go to the vet to have her put down.

My starter motor went!  Yay I thought, lets all go back inside.
I was fooling myself I know.  It just seemed like she was getting a reprieve.   :-)

Not for long though, a mate around the corner came around, and I was actually very glad I didn't have to go through this alone, and off we went again to the vets.

Afterwards, she looked so relaxed and settled, and I realised just how unsettled she was when she was alive.
Ellie is now resting under my beautiful shady gum tree.
She was born Jan or Feb 1994, and had spent her 1st year twice being placed at the animal aid shelter as an unwanted cat.
The day I came to "visit" she was just about to be picked up by the vet and be put down.
 The staff took her out to a grassy logged section to give her a bit of freedom, and I saw how she just leaped and loved being let out  to play about. She played with her ears laid back and  black eyes, leaping on logs and playing hidey in the grass.
I left the animal aid shelter that day on  2nd Feb 95 with a little cat in a cardboard box.
And every day since  has been  wonderful. she had the best life and I was very glad to have given it to her.