Two years ago I met and fell in love with this beauty. He’s a gorgeous, skinny, fearful-yet-friendly rag doll cat whom the girls named Marsh. Because he’s fluffy, like a marshmallow, but he’s also a boy, and Marsh is a manly name, they explained.
We also call him Mystery Cat. Murder Cat. Mom’s Boyfriend. Mr. E. Murder Paws. Baby. I call all of our animals “Baby.” Rush, the hateful turtle, secretly likes to be called that, but if she tells you, she’ll kill you.
My husband is allergic to cats, so I fed and loved on Marsh outside. For two years.
He started out skinny and afraid, but as you can see, he’s fluffed up considerably. My trusting beauty.
Anyway, he is my love. He is literally the reason I got up in the morning during this last difficult summer. His loud, Siamese-style meow wouldn’t be ignored.
Welcome to the family, Marsh Cat! Do any of you have pets who wandered into your life and chose you as their human? If so, I’d love to hear about it!
3 Comments on “Welcome to the Family, Marsh Cat!”
Yes, my sweet Cocoa Puff wandered into our garage in the fall of 2004 right before I needed an operation. It was relatively minor surgery, but all surgery is scary to me, and she was a great comfort at that time. I had decided years before I wouldn’t have any more cats because my daughter was allergic as a baby, but she’d outgrown the allergy by then and everything was fine! It was a sign that cats were meant to be back in my life again.
I’ve enjoyed reading about your adventures with Marsh. He’s truly a sweetheart. 🙂
It absolutely sounds like you were meant to be! <3
I found both of my cats as strays! One, Nim, had been dumped in a nearby town and a lady was trying to find her a home, and the other, Freya, was literally dumpster diving outside of my workplace. This happened the day after I got Nim. They’ve gotten along great and snuggle with each other and me all the time!