Sweet Slick, no one will ever convince me that Max wasn't winking at you. It was his way of saying "It's ok, Mom; you're doing the right thing". Such a beautiful, soft, sweet boy who was so fortunate to have such a loving, compassionate, dear Mom. Right now your pain is almost palpable but Max feels no pain, no anguish, no sorrow, nothing but peace. My Puddy, Pidgie and Peeka were all there to greet him as were all the other RB kitties. What a welcoming kitty committee! We've all been blessed by knowing Max and you, Slick. One day without even realizing it your mourning will find itself without you and it will become a bright morning sunkissed w/loving memories of dear Max. It will happen. Keep the faythe.