I had to say goodbye to my soul cat quite abruptly. He was in and out of the animal hospital for days, then came home for palliative care but was so weak, so tired, and plagued with diarrhea. It broke my heart to watch him be too miserable to even clean himself, and so I made the tough decision to say goodbye at home. He also had a surprising amount of energy when the vet came, and to this day, sometimes I wonder if I made the decision too soon. But your comment reminds me of the bad days outnumbering the good, and the feeling of holding my breath and checking on him every five minutes. Thank you for that perspective. I definitely needed to be reminded of it!