My last three posts about my precious Saverio dealt with the process of his aging. This post, unfortunately, deals with the sudden decline and death of my dearly beloved furry child of 16 years.  It was only this Wednesday he had to be humanely put to sleep. I am still in shock, still reeling, still in a state of utter grief as I write this post in a too quiet, lonely house.   I want to believe he is sleeping somewhere on his many comfortable places in my home, whether it be the living room