Mom and dad got a call from the vet on November 8th, 2012.  The cat they were trying to help, Bernie died that morning.  The vet and all the techs at the vet were so shocked as were mom and dad and all the animals here.  The cat was eating and seemed to be getting better. The vet said she ate breakfast and then died. They believe it was a heart attack.  Perhaps because she was so starved, only skin and bones and the fact that she had a lot of parasites, it may have weakened her heart. The poor little thing.  Not that I like cats, but this one had a better chance cause she was the same colors as I was, it had me thinking that maybe we were somehow a little related. I was gonna give this cat a chance.  Poor Bernie, Rest in peace.  At least the cat didn't die cold and starving under a tree somewhere.  She died and knew that not all people were bad people.  Many people were helping her at the end of the her life and she was warm and getting fed.  Now mom and dad will put her ashes on the shelf in the living room with the other animals they once shared their home and heart with! 

Bernadette, I'm glad you came into our life!  
            Your Friend,
             Leonard