Well, I'm back home. Thank you everyone for your kind words and support. You all brought tears to my eyes. It's nice to have you all. It was wierd coming home and having all the animals greet me. There was Patience and Dakota (dogs), but no Misty. It's wierd not having her on my lap every time I sit down. Her son, Fawn, was crying. He misses his mommy. I'm a little worried about him now. I don't know what caused Misty's kidney failure. If it was kidney disease, that's hereditery. Misty was eight and Fawn is seven. I'm going to have bloodwork done on Fawn at his next check up to check his numbers. If the other vet did that, maybe this could have been caught early enough. I guess I'm in the anger and blame stage of the grieving process right now. I can't help but think if the other vet did blood work in January that this might have had a different outcome. But none of that brings her back. I just have to move on.