A sweet creature with a swishy tail and David Bowie eyes sashayed into my life when I was 19. I named this kitten Mr. Marmar (‘Marmar’ means marble in Farsi) and promised a life of luxury even if it means I’d have to wear clothes from Sal’s boutique to make sure he ate a feast of Fancy Feast everyday. In my 14 years with him, he had never scratched or hissed at anyone. He was truly a charming angel full of purrs.
Mr. Marmar’s favorites included:
-sitting on my head at night while I slept
-purring as loud as a jet engine
-kneading my face after I would come back from a long trip
-chattering in the shower while I took a shower
-being extra patient with my children
-eating lots of snackums
-snuggle muggle-ing with mommy
-chilling with Coco in the bedroom
-chilling with Miss Darcheen at the water bowl
-sharing his snackums with Miss Mimi
-chilling on the hammock in the sun on special days
-playing soccer with grapes
Mr. Marmar was born with Polycystic Kidney Disease. He went from 11 lbs of fur and chubs to a mere 5 lbs in a matter of 3 months. It was drastic in such a short time. The last 3 months of his life he was on 3 different heavy duty antibiotics, which was making him nauseous. I decide to take him off it the last 2 weeks of his life. I tried every homeopathic remedy and $3000 worth of vet bills but nothing could save him. Three days before he died, he suffered a stroke and couldn’t walk. I fed him wet food and water through a syringe every few hours with no avail. These final days, Miss Darcheen curled up to Mr. Marmar like a good sister she is and kept him warm and comfortable. Mr. Marmar passed away peacefully on October 13, 2012 at the ripe age of 14 years old. I hope he made his way over the Rainbow Bridge safely and soundly. I’m so lucky to have connected with an animal so deeply. I would totally braid my hair with is fur if we were in Avatar. I hope to reunite with him one day, as he was truly my irreplaceable soul mate. Here’s poem I wrote about my dearest:
Through the darkest time and through the brightest,
You were there to comfort me with your tail in the air.
Kneading me when I needed you,
Curling up and gazing with your meaningful stare.
Paws and purrs, so gentle and warm,
You had my heart wrapped around your tail.
Sleep soundly, my mooshibear
‘Till one day we shall meet again,
And cuddle and nuzzle in the cold night air.
-Mommy loves you, Mr. Marmar