Yesterday we had to say goodbye to Noll Baxter, our sweet funny boy cat.
He developed stones in his bladder that were blocking the urethra, and went into kidney failure. Much vet care reversed that and we thought he’d be having surgery to remove the stones. But x-rays showed more of the stone material in his kidneys. More stones could keep forming. We just couldn’t put him through multiple surgeries. So we made that hard, terrible decision.
He was born on my birthday nearly 12 years ago, and came to us at the age of eight weeks.
Edward was only a year old at the time, so they have been buds their whole lives.
As is true for everyone, Noll was not perfect. He could be quite the scamp. But oh, how he made us laugh.
Rest in peace, little Noll.