A tribute to Nolly
Meet Nolly...
Meet Nolly...
She came to me, along with her mother Chloe, during Winter 1997. They were both pure white, although neither were deaf (unless they wanted to be that is...) and when they had settled in, they captured my heart. Unfortunately, Chloe developed medical problems during Summer 1998, and went to play on the other side of The Rainbow Bridge.
Nolly, however, went from strength to strength. She was very playful, especially at 5am on a workday morning, but was often to be found waiting for me at the top of the stairs when I got home from work. She was fascinated by boxes and bags, here she decided that as I was obviously going away for a few days, she would hop into my sports bag so that she could come with me...
Sadly, August 2004, Nolly developed breathing problems, and became so ill so quickly that I had to have her put to sleep... I still miss her, even now I have Sophie to keep me company.
