Our cat Brucie turned 17 this month and she was getting in poor shape. My sis didn't seem too concerned about it and that burned me. I picked her up and started heading out the door. My sis asked what I'm going to do with her and I told her I'm putting her down.
She asked if I'm going to shoot her and I said hell no I'm taking her to the vet and I'll pay for it. She said she'll take me in her car. Ok let's go then.
At the vet I put her on the table and we petted and talked to her saying goodbye. She purred and died right there. The vet came in and we told him we think she just died. He checked and said yes she did and didn't charge us anything.
When we got home I buried her in the backyard.
Rest in peace Baby Girl (she's in the middle).