Tinker has his wings

I am having a very sad day today. I had to put Tinker to sleep. He was the best cat I ever had. I think he was between 11-13 yrs or older. He was my lap cat, he was a friendly cat. He was keeping my lap warm last night and by this afternoon he was very sick, seriously ill. I chose not to have him tested for what was making him sick, he was too good of a cat to let him suffer through tests. The minute he heard the recliner go back he would be circling the area. He didn't come, I looked for him on the bed...no Tink. I called and he didn't answer or come, something he always did. I started getting frantic, where could he be, he doesn't go out, he has to be here. I started holloring and I heard him meow really loud, he was hiding. He didn't want to come out. I reached behind stuff to where he was laying and he didn't want to move. I picked him up and held him and he closed his eyes and didn't purrrr and he had the loudest purr ever. I threw a towel around him and took him to the Vet. The news was grim. Either kidney or heart failure..I don't know how he could become sick so fast, I made the decision and he is off in the kitty hunting ground, of furry mice and catnip fields. I am reeling with the shock. I put away his toys, and his food, I will get rid of his litter box tomorrow, if I stop crying by then. I will really miss him, so will Joey, no one to tease her anymore. I will be going to the bathroom alone, no more pushing on my shoulder for a little rubbing. No more baths with me, he loved me to rub him with wet warm hands, till he was soaking wet? Don't ask, he was weird. His new thing and most dangerous was trying to clear my arse as I sat on the toilet, his version of "Playing chicken" I guess. He would hesitate and then run behind me and jump on the counter to get to his food. I know alot of you know Tink too...I know you all thought he was a really cool cat too!