Good night, Babe.

( We had Babe put to sleep this morning, as we'd thought would be the case. Emotional ramblings under here. )

( A few photos and a video of her, linked )

There are some photos of her in the last few days - not bad ones - that I may upload later. For now, the ones here are all a little older.

Photos and memories.

This morning, when I was seated in my chair at the computer and brushing my hair, Babe came over and climbed onto the orange pillow that sits by my chair and in front of the writing desk. She wanted attention and I petted her as I could, but I mostly focused on brushing my hair (because once I did, I was going to go sit on the blanket-bed and cuddle her, and I wanted to get to that). She wandered into the area with my scanner, but I managed to sound-coax her back out and over to the blankets before resuming brushing. She wanted me, though. And I went over after that and cuddled her for a time on my lap, and then she wanted to be on the blankets but stayed right by me and I petted her and Scott petted her. She was okay. She was with us. At one point Scott played with Apple with a feather toy, and Babe got interested and played for a few seconds. Only that, but she still had it in her to play. I think she purred, but I'm not sure - I may be mixing memories of the day before.

I wanted so badly not to take her in. But it was time, despite the good signs. ( Symptoms and commentary, cut for those who'd rather not read it. )

Some photos of her that are more recent (some from the iPhone, not the best quality; others from my old Nikon, since the Samsung POS is in for service again). The pictures link to larger views of the same photo.

( Pictures, here! )