All the hugs. It's a particular kind of pain, and I'm so sorry.
When you're able, could you share an anecdote about your kitty?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Look at a stone cutter hammering away at his rock, perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred-and-first blow it will split in two, and I know it was not the last blow that did it, but all that had gone before.