Yesterday morning my beloved cat Noel died of unknown causes. He was nearly thirteen years old.
He was a Christmas present in 1993 from the Ex – a 10 week old ball of fluff, all ears and attitude:
He was a curious fellow, always getting into things:
But he also just loved hanging around:
Noel saw me through a lot of unheavals over the last thirteen years. Though I love the other cats, he was my special “Mama’s Boy”.
There won’t be a morning that I wake up where I won’t miss his big body curled up against my tummy. There won’t be a day where I won’t miss our little nose kisses.
I love you, Noel sweetie. I’ll always miss you.