I don't think I told you about the morning before Scooter was put to sleep.

I went to sit out on the balcony, and for the first time in his life, he meowed loudly wanting to come out with me. I went ahead and picked him up, carried him outside, and sat him on my lap while I watched the birds and trees and sunshine. He purred so very loudly, and was so happily quiet and peaceful sitting with me.

I know he knew something was wrong; I believe he was ready to go and was trying to give me one last time of being with him, comforted and loved.