Can you ear me now?

Most impurrtantly, it was very nice what everybody said to us yesterday about Sushi leaving us. My human Mommy kept talking and talking about how touched she was. I think she is much more happier now. Thank you very much. 

I thought I would tell you a story today about Marzipan (Marzi). My Dad! 

He was borned on September 6, 2010. His Mother's name was Melody, and his Father's name was Solo.

This is him when he was just borned. He looks like he might be the size of my toy mouse. Smaller than a Purrakeet I think even. Look at how comfy he looks on this blanket with his sister. Her name was Love.

One day, something bad happened to Marzi and his sister. Their Mom had accidentally chewed on their ears a little too roughly causing purrmanent damage to Marzi's little ear. We do not know why she did that. Maybe she was trying to give them too much love, or maybe it was her first time being a Mom. I think being a Mom is a very hard job and she must have loved Marzi a lot. But Marzi was sad to think that maybe his Mom didn't accept him for the Marzi he was. I just cannot imagine why that would be...

Marzi decided that he would continue to enjoy life, and graciously accepted his unusual ear. Although he needed to to be separated from his Mom, he found a new place to spend his time. With another Mom who had a litter at the time, her name was Coco. She was wonderful and accepted Marzi as her own.

Despite his one curled ear and one straight ear, as you can see Marzi was growing up to be a very nice looking mancat. He had such a positive nature and good temperament, that the human responsible for him decided to keep him and make other kitties just like him.

He wanted to make all of the kittens feel as loved as he could all of the time. He would go and cuddle other kittens often. Even when they were not his. He took the role of being a Dadcat to the kittens very seriously. His expurrience with his own kittenhood made him very cautious and protective of others. He would play with me lots when I was borned, and I always felt safe with him. Sometimes he spent more time with me when I was borned than my Mom did. 

This is Marzi with a litter that was not his. I am not in this picture, sadly.

In June of 2012, we brought Marzipan home to live with us, furrever. We play together a lot. He showed me what goes on in the kitchen on the counter and how to jump onto high places. I have showed him how to keep the humans company in the shower and have given him all of my catnip supply. I just do not think I am old enough for that quite yet. 

We do love him just the way that he is though, no matter what his ears look like. Even if he had no ears I would still play hide and seek and steal his noms.