I'd just like to add a HUGE thanks to all the fellow cat lovers out there who have taken the time to comment for our little boy Spike:
If I Should Grow Frail
If it should be that I grow frail and weak, and pain does keep me from my sleep, then will you do what must be done for this - the last battle - that can't be won?
You will be sad, of that I understand. But please don't let grief stay in your hand. For on this day, more than the rest your love and friendship must stand the test. We have had so many happy years, you wouldn't want me to suffer so when the time comes, please, let me go. Take me to where my needs they'll tend, only, stay with me till the end and hold me firm and speak to me until my eyes no longer see. I know in time you will agree, it is a kindness you do to me. Although my tail it's last has waved. From pain and suffering I have been saved. So don't grieve that it must now be you who has to decide this thing to do. You've been so close, we both these years, don't let your heart hold any tears. . . . . .