Since Sunday, he's really been winding down, and we said if he looked like he was in pain... well, he was obviously becoming miserable. How fitting there was snow; it was like some bad sequence in anime with snow/cherry blossom petals.
Artoo was put to sleep today at Falls Church Animal Hospital. Time of passing was around 1:30pm. It took longer than expected because he was so dehydrated, they had trouble finding vein that would accept the solution.
I don't know what to say I haven't already said before. He was a great cat. I loved him. He put up with me more than he had a right to. I think I'll let depression and grief run its course for as long as it goes. I feel miserable, hollow, and empty.