he stopped eating on the weekend and didn't start eating again. at 19 years old and in poor health, the vet told us at his last crises that the next time he started to crash, we should let him go.
max cat was one of those amazing grace cats...gentle, kind, dignified every moment of every day. the only reason he was never able to find another home was because he chronically sprayed.
max died purring with his forehead pressed up against mine, he was such a gentleman, he was such a truly lovely and handsome cat both in and outside.