It is with great sadness that we say good-bye to Noah. Charlotte, one of Cara's wonderful techs, tells the story of her beloved Noah. RIP sweet boy.
I have had Noah since he was a little bitty kitten. Noah was a silly kitty who had a squeak instead of a meow. He was always purring, was full of energy, running to the food bowl for his meals, right up until the day he passed away, He loved being outside, watching the birds, and in his earlier years he was quite the hunter. He never strayed away from the yard, and if he was out in the yard with me, he chose to sit on my lounge chair and keep me company. He was a sweet and easygoing boy who took all his illness in stride and was such a happy cat. He suffered with liver problems in his early years and went through exploratories and biopsies and intensive nursing care, each time pulling through. In 2006, he became ill once again, and this time I thought it might be his last time. When the doctor called at 2:30 am from the emergency clinic to tell me it was Diabetes, I have never been so relieved! Noah lived on with Diabetes for another almost 9 years. He remained the most regal, inquisitive and handsome man, right up until his very last day. My life was richer for having him in it, and he will be missed so very much.