Haven't exactly had one of my own pets die, but in my friends family they had a cat that was named Yo-yo.
The sweetest cat I have ever met in my life. She would greet me at the driveway so when I reached the start of my friends house in the dark I wouldn't be afraid. One day after a parade or some band fundraiser...my friend and I went to her house..and her sister was red in the face and we came to find out that the dear old kitty had suffered a broken bottem half at the round rough tire of her mom's car. I was spending the night at my friend's house that night and we kept her in the living room...but whenever she was attempting to move she would yowl...and oh man! That was a miserable point in the night...so her dad took Yo to the vet and we said our last goodbyes. Neither my friend, her sister nor I could find a way to go in there with Yo and watch her dad hand the cat over to the vet to put to sleep. The incident can still tear me up. I suppose that's because it was about a year ago. :cry: