My pet cat, Princess, has just got back from the vet. She has been acting differently for a while. She has gotten quite thin, didn't eat as much, and began going outside more. Today, I received the terrible news; she has lung cancer, and has to be put down. The possible reason she began going outside more is because she had a feeling she was going to die, and wanted to live out her life in her final days. It is a very big shame to see her go, because I loved her a lot (even though I was a dick to her), but I knew she would have to pass on to the next life eventually. We had her since 2006, and has been a part of our family for a long time.