Two summers ago I went to Petco to get one small thing and I ended up bringing home Sarah, a 15 year old rescue from Tails High. I already had two cats and was not thinking of getting a third, let alone a senior kitty; I don’t know what made me decide to take her, but I am forever grateful that I did. Sarah takes her daily pill in a pill pocket with no complaint (I split an empty pill pocket at the same time between the other two cats, as this is evidently a yummy treat). She is deaf. She bosses me around- especially if I am sitting in her spot. She eats more than the boys, who are twice her size, but I have never second guessed my decision to make her part of the family. I am happy to give her a spot in the sun for her twilight years. I would encourage others to do the same.