On September 16th, some ass from the city of Belleville decided that Michigan Avenue needed to pretty up its houses. We (and many people on our street) got notes threatening fines and legal action if we didn't clean up weeds and paint our porch. We had ten days to comply. We did bunches of yard work and did some scraping on the porch but weren't completely done. During this time, Shannon met a little super-friendly kitten. Talking to our next-door neighbor, she found out that the kitten was the neighbor's granddaughter's (?). The kitten came out most days to "help" with our clean-up and would just climb into Shannon's lap. On Saturday, October 3rd we got a new deadline of October 10th and the little guy, who Shannon now decided would be called Marzipan met our oldest cat, Tia, who for the first time in about 5 years had recently started venturing out of our bedroom. Tia came OUTSIDE and sniffed Marzipan and seemed to approve of the little hissy girl. Tia approves of none of our cats, by the way. Monday, I was feeling pretty crappy and Shannon did a bunch of work and got kitty kisses on the face. Tonight, I did more scraping and Shannon did more brush-work. We went to Lowe's to pick up some nice bushes and stuff for the yard and when we got home, there, in the middle of B Street was Marzipan's lifeless body. We ate our Little Caesar's and cried a little.
If Belleville hadn't made us do yard work, we would have never met this sweet little kitty. I don't envy the mom's job telling the little girl.
Just so you know, cats show plenty of love and affection. If you don't think so, you don't know what you're talking about.
No XOXO this week. I'm too sad-
Brian
