Our wonderful cat, Marvin, died on Friday, age 18. We got Marvin when he was four from my friend Natasha. He had bitten her young daughter when she pulled his tail. Marvin was a large neutered male with claws, so he wasn't the perfect cat for toddlers. We weren't sure how he would do on our farm, but he quickly became a part of the family. His favorite spot was on Bob's lap. He loved any man who visited, often leaping into their laps when they sat down (scaring a few). He was a guys' cat.
Natasha says he got his name because he looked like Marvin the Martian with his antenna whiskers. You can see that in the photo above.
Marvin's ear was mangled years ago in a fight with a coon. After that we always made sure he was in the house at night. His best friend was our other cat, Mario. Mario wandered around our house in a confused state all weekend, looking for Marvin.
It's so sad to lose a pet. We will miss Marvin.
Marvin is inspecting the sheep herd from an upstairs window.
This is the last photo I could find of Marvin, taken in April at his favorite spot.