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Bel just died in my arms about ten minutes ago. She had just jumped up to steal some ham from Lesley's plate, then came over to the side of my chair and collapsed and started coughing (not the ham, but like on Monday). I picked her up and held her against my chest, and she coughed and gasped a bit then passed in a couple of minutes. Now I'm going to bury her under a starlit full moon, in the back garden.