Our cat was put down today.

It was only this morning that I found out anything was wrong with her. I mean, I could tell that she wasn't a spry 3-year old anymore, but I thought that it was just old age rather than anything else. Apparently she had some form of mouth cancer, and wasn't drinking or eating. They put her down after it was determined she probably wouldn't even make it with any form of treatment. I didn't even know they went to the vet.

I don't know how to grieve.

She was a nice kitty.