On April 2, 2004 my cat died. She had declined at an alarmingly fast rate, and I was planning to take her in to the vet's to be put to sleep. But suddenly she lapsed and gave her last breath while being cradled in my arms. Several moments after that, having regained my composure, I called my parents. I talked with them for about ten minutes, after which I returned to the living room to collect the body and take it into the vet's. But, when I bent down to her boody, she looked up once mo...