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Every now and then, we lose long-time or special-needs residents at Cats Haven. This page is our way of
keeping the memory of our wonderful friends alive in our hearts and minds. Sadly, not every kitty at Cats Haven finds its
forever home. Sometimes, the shelter serves as that forever home, and the staff and volunteers become the cat's family
. . . and the cat becomes a member of our families, as well. Even though no suitable homes were found for these guys,
the lived their lives in the shelter with dignity, love, and care. Rest in peace, little friends. You will never be forgotten.
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| Sinclair |
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| An old character |
Sinclair joined the Cats Haven family in early 2007.
This very senior citizen had been dumped at Indianapolis Animal Care and Control by his owners, most likely because he had
a malignant tumor on his head. But Sinclair wasn't ready to give up quite yet! One phone call sent volunteers scrambling
to get him the help he needed. After surgery, Sinclair spent several months with "The Other Sue" as a foster
kitty. He enjoyed the company of dogs, other cats, and as much canned cat food as he wanted. His last few months were spent
at the shelter, serving as babysitter and wise counsel to the kittens and special-needs babies in the upstairs kitchen. Sinclair
lost his battle with cancer on August 12, 2008, at The Cat Doctor. Barb and his friends at the clinic were with him when
he made his journey to The Rainbow Bridge. Sinclair was a kind and gentle soul who wanted nothing more than a kind word, a
chin scratch, a bowl of food, and a warm place to live out his days. His presence is greatly missed by all who knew him.
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| Raspberry and Sphinx |
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| A small and gentle soul |
Our little friend Sphinx crossed over on Tuesday, November 11. She died in her cage as the result of an injury sustained in
a fall. Sphinx came to Cats Haven in the Spring of 2008, a young mother who had given birth to a litter of kittens in a humane
trap. The trap had been set to trap feral cats for spay/neuters, but Sphinx wasn't feral. In fact, she was just the opposite.
She was a loving, delicate, homeless kitty girl. She was small in stature, but large in personality. She was a friend to all
the shelter kitties, never knew a stranger when they walked through the door. She will never be forgotten, and will always
be missed.
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Never forgotten; always missed
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