It would appear that cancer has finally defeated our little Abby. We took her to the vet three weeks ago, who diagnosed a virus due to her terrible sneezing – they literally threw her several feet - and the fact she wasn't eating or drinking. Two more visits that week made no difference. They decided to put her on a drip the following Monday, so we took her back to the animal hospital on the Wirral, who kept her in for three days on a drip as she was so dehydrated - and told us she had eaten and seemed fine, despite the sneezing! Grr! So we brought her home - and watched her gradually stop eating all over again. Took her back one evening last week, they kept her in overnight, and still could find nothing, so again we brought her home and watched her stop eating. Over the weekend she ate nothing, not a thing, and stayed curled up on the bed the whole time, hardly moving.
So back to the hospital today, and again there appeared to be no reason, until I mentioned her breath smelled awful. The vet opened her mouth, and immediately we all saw the blood. Her mouth was full of it. Why hadn't we seen it?

Why hadn't the vet or nurses seen it last week? He prised her mouth wide open and found a huge lesion on the roof of her mouth - the reason she wasn't eating. It obviously hurt too much.
They're keeping her in to take a biopsy and have a proper look under anaesthetic, but we both accept it's the end, as there's no way they could remove it, and we said, after the third near-death scenario, that we wouldn't put her through any more. I can't bear to think of the agony she must have been in for weeks. It's breaking both our hearts. Such a brave, beautiful little cat.
Please keep her in your prayers and thoughts. There'll be a huge hole when she's gone.