My dearest cat, Coco Loco (primarily known as Fatty and sometimes Queen of Sheeba) just passed away after 18 long years. I really cannot even begin to state how struck I am by the fact that she is no longer here. When an animal has been there to comfort you and be by your side throughout most of your life, it's basically the same feeling to me as having lost a dear relative. She was a kind cat, never caused any problems and fought hard against kidney failure until the very end of her life. She even stayed alive for three months longer than any vets were estimating her to. I know that I really should be happy that she lived such a long and uninterrupted life, but I still can't help but feel an incredible emptiness from her now being gone. She was well loved, will be dearly missed, and will never be forgotten for the rest of my life. Be at peace old girl.