I woke up to a bad morning. My Gypsy had passed away. She had been sick for a few days and i feared this would happen. She was only about 9 years old. I took a day off from my dieting, I gave myself a free day. Even though it was "free" and i could run a muck i still think i did pretty good. i think i was wanting some comfort foods, I did get a large sweet tea from McDonald's and had a burger for dinner. She was such a good kitty. She used the toilet, how great is that? She will be missed, my sweet little angel.