I have a cat. Her name is java. She is a black flabby old cat. She Is ready to leave me. She is 12 years old, turning 13 on August 7th. My family doesn't think she will make it to her birthday. She will only eat a few bites of food every few hours. She won't sink water. She Is having trouble walking. She is having trouble breathing. She won't get up from her spot. I have had her my whole life. I'm sobbing right now. I don't want her to leave. I need the one I talked to when no one else would listen. I need the one I cuddle when I'm feeling sad, I need my flabby kitty. I don't want her to leave. She means to much to me. I just want her to survive for a few more years. I don't want to wake up and see my dead cat lying on the floor. Please stay with me Java! Please....I need you. Go back to when you jumped around. That was only a few weeks ago! Please don't leave me. I'm fully crying now. Just from thinking of Java dying. I don't want to have to bury her. I love her too much! Please java, stay with me.