Marbles was unique, didn’t share his affections with everyone, myself included. He didn’t sit on my lap when we were home together, we would just sit apart and do our own thing. To me he was cat rising with a pinch of asshole, when he did show or want affection, it made me feel special and then id ruin it by aggressively petting or try to squish him. He ran away every single time. One of his most recent rituals he started doing within the past couple of years was lead me to bed. He just got up, stood by my bedroom door and just stared until he caught my eye n just slowly walk into the room and repeat until i followed. It was funny and so demanding. I loved it.
Now he’s gone and i feel everything - sorrow, empty, relief, embarrassed, funny, love, regret and guilt.
We aways think we have more time with loved ones. He’s now reunited with the rest of our fur family- Rocky, Romeo, Juliette and Kitty. Mama loves you furever ❤️
