I had my kitty, Little Bit, euthanized yesterday. We named her that because when she was brought to us, she could fit in the palm of one's hand. She was 12. I am sad, I miss her. And now for the bitching. My son took her to the vet, I couldn't. His father paid for it because if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have the cat. (& I'm not working momentarily) Do you know what this cost? One hundred sixty-five dollars. I was shocked. I tho't this was suppose to be merciful.