DD (aka DumDum), wasn’t my cat but I had known her and her sister since they were adopted as a kittens. They didn’t have the greatest lives, neglected and mistreated at times by certain members of the household. And forced to go through the torture of being declawed, ( not my sons’ idea though). DDs’ sister was taken to lollypop, so my son was told at age 2. That left DD and big sis (BellBell). They got lots of care and love from me when I went to watch my Grandson. After the divorce, my son son got custody of the cats. BellBell had a terrible seizure one night and broke her neck ad died in my sons’ arms. DD would always meet me at the door meowing when I went to visit, hop on the table and jump on shoulder and snuggle in. So many times I wanted to just bring her home, but I had cats and could barely afford them. She was the sweetest girl. She didn’t get the attention she deserved. Early February I went over, she came to meet me but no jumping on the table, just wanted to be picked up and snuggled. I asked is she was ok. All I got was ” I guess so. My son was going through a lot and not taking care of things as he should. Mon. Feb. 22 he texted me asking if I could come over and take a look at DD. She’d been hiding behind the hot water heater since Saturday night after an incident of peeing on his step daughters’ bed, her yelling at DD and DD meowing loudly. As usual step daughter not telling the whole truth. I went over and went to the water heater and called her name. What I saw next made me sick to my stomach, the rolly polly DD that I knew was gone and this skinny boney version came out to greet me. I told my son she needs to see the vet but fell on deaf ears. I checked on her tues and thurs, only to find her shut in the small dark laundryroom sleeping in her litterbox. My other son and I had enough and made a vet appt. Feline Leukimia, and her red blood count was 11. There was possible treatments but antibiotic were 1st. She became my cat that day and took her home with me. For 10 days I spoiled her rotten. Nice big clean comfy room w/ a window. Lots of love and attention. But, she wasn’t improving after a week so made another appt to have her looked at. I expected the worst but hoped for the best. 2 days before her appt, she started to have trouble swallowing and breathing. I hated to think about saying Good-Bye but started checking cremation places. That’s when I found Pet Passages. I liked what I read and after seeing that I could afford it, I printed out the form and filled it out, just in case. I barely left her alone those 2 days before her appt. There were times she didn’t want attention but she didn’t want me leave the room either. DD made the decision for me the day of her appt. I pulled in the parking lot and looked her in the eye. She was ready to say Good-bye. I couldn’t put her through anymore. She was in so much pain besides the other things. Dr Semilof was great. I got to be there to comfort DD and say Our Good-byes. Pet Passages got DDs ashes back to me fast and the cards with the nose and paw print and the little heart were unexpected pluses. I will use Pet Passages again. Sorry but hopefully not anytime soon though. I hope you are in business a very long time. Us pet owners need your affordable services. Thank you