We lost one of our best friends last week. He thought he was a dog, and loved being an outside/inside kitty. He always thought of himself as a barn cat, and that he still lived out in the country. This meant that he would saunter across the street at a his leasure. Because of his laid back attitude we renamed him from Marshmallow to Marsh E. Mellow. We called him Marshy for short. He got hit by a car last week and managed to crawl up to our carport, where R found him. He rushed him to the 24 hour vet but the damage was to extensive and we had to put him to sleep.
So here are some pictures of our lovely cat, who loved to be held, and waited every morning to go outside with the dogs. He also came home every night when I called his name. The night before we lost him, he ran towards me at such a brisk pace, he was so happy I was calling him, and love it when I scooped him up.
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