I dread the day that Samantha leaves me.
I know just how you feel. Just last night around 10:30pm I was settled on the couch to watch some TV and Speckles, who is 18, was right beside me. I took some time to give her some loving and I asked her to let me know when she wanted to cross the bridge. Of course, she's purrfectly healthy now, but I promised her that I will be there with her and hold her gently when the time comes. Then the tears flowed.....