My wife and I have six cats. The last two we adopted from a local SPCA in March. We found out that one of them (Molly) had feline leukemia. We were told by the vet that she would probably live 3-5 years and then sucumb to the disease. We kept her seperate from the others in our bedroom and sent out posters and calls to try to get her a home, some generous people adopt special needs animals. Yesterday we had a visit from the mobile vet (she has an RV). we were going to get four of the cats microchipped and update everyone's vacinations. We asked her to take a look at Molly, she had been breathing rapidly and shallowly since Saturday. She has always been very active and playful. At our house her coat got shiny and the vet said that he would never have known that she was sick if he hadn't done the tests himself. Molly had always wanted to play for an hour or so every night when we got home. She had a small fur ball that she would bring to us and then we would throw it and she would retrieve it. She started to have trouble getting up on the bed and she would only play for a few minutes at a time. The vet was very distrubed when she saw Molly breathe. She let us know that, at best, we could delay the inevitable, but she could go in a day or a few months. We decided to let her go right away. She was having more and more trouble breathing. She still had bright eyes and a good appetite, but she had fluid around her lungs. So, we got her blanket and held her while the vet sedated her nad then when she was asleep, she gave her the final shot. Molly will be cremated for safety purposes and we are going to plant a tree in our yard for her. We had her almost exactly five months and she turned one year old this week. Here are some pictures. Molly's home at the shelter for five months. Molly on her blanket at her new home. Molly with some of her toys. We will miss you.