Two nights ago, after dinner, my daughter let out a blood curdling scream. I rushed to her room to find one of our three cats dead. Less than an hour before, I was petting her, telling her she was my favorite cat. She had the best personality ever. She never bit or scratched anyone, no matter how rough the kids handled her. She was also my wife's cat, her "farmilliar". She was always waiting at the door when my wife got home from work, and followed her everywhere. Jezebel was a beautiful black cat, and a real attention getter on Halloween. She showed no signs of being ill and was loving 'till the end. We will miss her terribly. Well, I'm off to dig a hole..... 