My mom called me today to let me know that they had to put my cat Velvet to sleep. I knew that she was planning on taking him Monday after work, but it's still very hard to hear because he was my first pet. My sister and I dug out a place for him in the back yard because I hate the idea of him ending up in some random place...He was only eleven, but last year the vet told us that he had kidney stones and that it was only a matter of time before he passed. We tried giving him special food to help his kidneys/bladder region, but it only did so much. As of this weekend he stopped eating and spent most of his time sleeping, and he would be happy to have me pet him and everything, but I could tell he was in pain.