Mary, I am so very sorry that you have lost your girl. As Candace said, if love could have cured her, she would have lived decades and even longer! I was so inspired by all that you were willing to do to try and make Puddy's life a better one. Everything from mini ladders to fountains to fudgesicles to iron skillets! *LES while smiling* There is no way on God's green earth she didn't know how very much you adored her, it was evident in every goodnight noggin noogie and each time you got up to to turn the tub faucet on in the middle of the night. It was pure love.
I am thankful that your last few days with her were more reminiscent of the old days and that you two could be together in a more familiar way. I think God made her well for you, even if it was for just a brief moment, so you could carry that with you. She is safe now and feels no pain. She probably has a mountain of fudgesicles to lick and enjoy but they'll have to wait until Peeka finishes showing her around.
I'm SURE that she will watch over you and the fur posse and your house. *smile* Once a guard cat, always a guard cat!
My heart breaks for you Mary. I pray that you will find peace as the hours pass and that healing finds you. I know you said that the night has never been your friend but please know that you are not alone tonight. We are all with you in thought and in spirit and in prayer.

Play and run and be free beautiful Puddy Tat. Please visit your meowmie in her dreams to let her know you are safe.