This is Marv.
Samuel got Marv for his 5th birthday from a friend of my older son. He named him Marv because he LOVED LOVED LOVED Home Alone.
Marv was found on the side of the road, tiny as could be with his brother. The vet though he was slightly less then 8 weeks old. The friend kept the brother and gave Marv to our son. Marv could be found cuddling and purring anytime, anyday, any reason.
One affectionate cat, I tell you. Even with the dogs.
For the past 5 days, Marv has not been doing well. So this morning, we took him to the vet.
While at the vet, he had a seizure. Today, Marv died. It was his liver.
I am not a cat person. Not even in your wildest imagination. My husband loves cats. BUT, I mourn today, because even though I am not a cat person, he was still part of our family. My husband and Samuel are heartbroken.
We still have 2 other cats at home.
Plus 3 dogs.
And a rabbit.
This afternoon, I get to drive into the city (last year's picture) then into Queens, to pick up my daughter and son in law from LaGuardia.
Their plane comes in at 5:30pm. I think I may be home by midnight. Holiday traffic and all. :P
And tomorrow, we are out the door early in the morning, for a 5K Turkey Trot.
My idea. Because I am just chuck full of them. :P
Did I mention I am sick?
But Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Ever.
So I will put away the griping and start the rejoicing & thankfulness, and remember that I GET TO be a blessing. God is good..