Our little Jynxy did pass away this weekend. Steve and I buried her in the back garden last night. She was 17 or 18 years old and lived a good life. Jynx had some very strange habits, though. She used to thrive on biting our toes.....hard! Can't say that I'll miss that. She was purring until the very end. That tells me she was ready to go and satisfied with her life. Jynx was my only full bred kitty, a Maine Coon, and a rescue from the shelter. And in spite of her bad habits, including missing the litter pan and crapping on the wall, she was a loyal kitty and a character. One of Zoe's favorites. Jynx will be missed.