Well as per my previous posts, I'm sad to say we had to have Meg put to sleep on Monday afternoon. Last Friday evening she began struggling to eat, her appetite was good, she came up to us at her usual meal times as normal, but the tumour in her mouth/jaw was preventing her from eating properly, so we called the vet and they arranged to come out on the Monday. In the mean time we added water to her food (a soft pate anyway) so she could eat easier, but you could tell it was frustrating her and she'd paw at her mouth after eating
She got through the weekend and I rushed home from work on Monday to get 10 minutes with her before the vet arrived. Safe to say I was a mess! Thankfully she passed very quickly and is now at peace, although probably now teasing her brother up there somewhere! (We lost Ozzie her brother just over 12 months ago)
Now it feels so strange without her in the house. It'll be the first time in 34 years without a cats in the house.
So rest in peace my beautiful 2;