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Marcel

I sent my husband to the vet to pick up medicine for Bitsy and look what he brought home…

His name is Marcel…

…and he’s 7 years old.

His owner is in the hospital dying and Marcel needs a new home.  That’s all my husband had to hear… he brought Marcel home.

He’s very sweet, a little shy and he’s spent the last month at the vet just waiting for the right person to want him.  My husband thinks it was meant to be and there’s no doubt in his mind that Marcel was waiting for us.

Marcel’s had more than his share of hard times.  He once got caught in the engine of a car and he’s had some major surgery because of it.  It left him with a large chunk out of his hip area. We don’t mind a few imperfections.  It’s part of his charm.

Chelsea and Bitsy are really good with him but Mooch isn’t quite sure she likes him.  She puts up with him and I’m hoping she’ll come around.

Marcel hasn’t shared a house with other pets before but so far he’s doing just fine. He’s an amazing little black cat and I have totally fallen in love with him.

 I know it can’t be easy for a little cat to understand what’s happening but he seems to be settling in.  I hope he likes his new home :>)

Anne

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  • Lynda

    Oh, Anne. Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I LOVE your husband. :)))

    A week ago Saturday my husband and I brought home two 8 month old marmalade tabby boys to add to our family. They’re from the same rescue organization where we got our previous cats. People always say we’re so wonderful for adopting rescues, and the kitties are so lucky, but (I imagine you might agree with me here) we’ve received *far* more over the years from our darlings than we’ve ever given them.

    Bless your hearts and I know in time Marcel (LOVE his name!) and Mooch will be getting along just fine.

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