Mina is dead. We took her to the vet and had to have her put down immediately.
Feline leukemia. The vet figures she was infected when she was a kitten living with her feral mother.
We are both in shock. And the apartment has a horrible emptiness to it now.
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Fortunately Mina did not suffer with it. She was robustly healthy up until a couple of days ago and went downhill very quickly; the vet assured us that she wasn't in pain, just very very tired.
All in all, as deaths go, hers was a good death -- and a good life, full of happiness and fun and love and cuddles. It's just that we miss her so, and it hurts terribly.