When you're 68 and your children live 3,000 miles away, losing your cat means losing everything. The vet gave Whiskers 8 months to live. That was 2 years ago. I still remember sitting in that cold exam room, completely alone. No husband to comfort me - he passed five years ago. No kids to call for support - Jennifer's in Denver with her own struggles, David's in New York chasing his career. Dr. Thompson showed me Whiskers' blood work. Numbers so devastating he avoided eye contact. "BUN is 89. Cr