One of the sweetest kitties ever, our Noelle left us last night for the Rainbow Bridge. Noelle was already an adult when she came to Sanctuary House not long before Christmas in 2007, so although we are not sure of her age, she was certainly by now an older girl.
Over the years, she lost her ear tips to cancer caused by the sun. Noelle lived in the house of course but spent as many hours as possible in sunny windows. When we discovered her sun problem, she moved to a room on the north side of the house with no direct sunlight. But yesterday I knew she was dying - I wrapped her in a blanket and we sat in a sunny window and then watched the chickens pecking for bugs in the cold, winter sun. I promised her that I would bury her in a sunny space in the yard.
As do many of our animals, Noelle had a song - I sang it to her so often when I gave her a special treat, that the other cats began to expect that they would get treats too - and usually they did!
Sing we Noel!
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas
Sing we here, Noel!
[Chorus from Sing we now of Christmas by William Chatterman Dix]
Over the years, she lost her ear tips to cancer caused by the sun. Noelle lived in the house of course but spent as many hours as possible in sunny windows. When we discovered her sun problem, she moved to a room on the north side of the house with no direct sunlight. But yesterday I knew she was dying - I wrapped her in a blanket and we sat in a sunny window and then watched the chickens pecking for bugs in the cold, winter sun. I promised her that I would bury her in a sunny space in the yard.
As do many of our animals, Noelle had a song - I sang it to her so often when I gave her a special treat, that the other cats began to expect that they would get treats too - and usually they did!
Sing we Noel!
The King is born, Noel!
Sing we now of Christmas
Sing we here, Noel!
[Chorus from Sing we now of Christmas by William Chatterman Dix]
Noelle loved Christmas and I will always remember her at Christmas. One of her best cat friends was Mitchie, who died several years ago. Run find Mitchie, I whispered to her, and we here will sing Noelle!
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