I've had cats all my life but generally they have died of old age or kidney failure.
I am SO sad tonight.
The love of my life is my huge Maine Coon boy. He is 12 years old and the most cuddly, soppy daft cat ever. He sleeps drooped (all 22 pounds of him) across my neck at night and is just wonderful.
He has always been a bit neurotic however.. had what the vet thinks was a car accident when he was 5 leaving him a bit brain damaged, and nervous of anything except us.
The last two months he suddenly got old. LOOKS old, sleeps all the time, snores like a man and is eating less. Still cuddling me at night but basically staying in the bedroom.
He has a litter tray and has been using it, fine, but I just went upstairs and found he had done a HUGE poo on my bed, and was lying right next to it 
He would NEVER do this.
I tried to get him into the vets last week, but no appointments..I shall try again on tuesday. But he seems like a senile old man.. confused, scared of everything but the bedroom.
I feel hearbroken that I may either lose him soon, or have to have hom PTS. Poos I can deal with.. I shall cover the bed, but he is fading before my eyes and I can't imagine life without him:(