Sigh. Good! I've just been through this myself: I had the vet appointment to have Fudge, my horse, put down - the backhoe was on the property, ready to dig the grave. Two days beforehand, I walked out to check on Fudge, who was in the middle of the field. When I called to him from the fence, he walked right over to me. Obviously, he is not ready to leave, either. I feel for you, Lisa, because we know that in both cases, this is a temporary reprieve -- and the up and down of emotions is hard, too. But I'm relieved that Willy wants to stay a while longer. (BTW, I called that pet psychic that you had talked to a while ago, but she never returned my call. )