Teo passed away about 10 minutes ago. His breathing had become more and more shallow through the night, and I knew this morning that he wouldn't live much longer.
He was the most loving, incredibly awesome cat I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. Little kids could drag him around or cuddle with him, and Teo never cared. If he could have shrugged and said, "Whatever," I'm sure he would have done that.
I will miss him, but it's better that he's gone. He was a shell of his former self, and he'd been in so much pain, even with his pain killers. When Saige wakes up or Dr. Lampshade comes over, we'll bury him then.