
This is a story about a good hubby named Greg. He is a hunter, outdoorsman and has latin blood in him (so yes, there is a little machismo there!) His adoring wife (that's me!) begged him for a kitty. They weren't ready for a dog yet due to their work schedules. Greg protested saying "having a cat isn't very manly" and asking "what exactly does a cat do?" Adoring wife persisted and finally in a moment of weakness, hubby said okay, go to the shelter and go get a cat.
So we got Marvin and the rest became history. Marvin was no ordinary cat. Greg discovered that Marvin like to wrestle with him like a dog. I would watch this man crawl on his knees playing hide and seek with Marvin. Marvin comes to me to be held and loved, but he seeks Greg out to play with. As soon as Greg came home from work, Marvin would rub his cheeks all over Greg's legs, his shoes and briefcase. For some of you that don't know, this means the kitty is marking what's his. This kitty loves him so much and even though Greg won't admit it, I know Greg loves him as much too! The above photo is of the two of them at our log cabin watching the birds together at the bird feeders. It's things like this that melts my heart! (Sorry honey, don't worry - they all know you're a tough guy! I can talk about your sniper skills later.)