Mars
Mars was chosen from a pet store by my girlfriend Sunshine. Acquired in 2000. He was chosen because he seemed so relaxed and independent. When he was taken out of his cage he walked around the room trying to find a way out. Sunshine feel in love instantly. When we brought him home, Athena had a fit hissing and growling at him. Mars didn’t care, he walked up to her as to say “hello”. Athena didn’t like that much, she hissed and tried to strike Mars and then ran away.
Mars our 5 year old orange and white cat had a tragic accident on 01/28/06. He was outside on or balcony, as he always likes to be. We don’t really know what happened all we know is the he fell from it. Resulting in him breaking his back, the 3rd and 6th vertebrae. We rushed him off to the emergency vet clinic. The told us the there was nothing that could be done for him. We had to make the most difficult decision of our lives. Put him to sleep or put him through countless painful surgeries with very little chance of him regaining feeling and movement of his back legs. We decided to put him to sleep. Attached you will find some of the last pictures taken of Mars.
For those of you that knew him, you know that he was very special, and would always greet you as you were entering out home.
Here is something that Sunshine wrote.
“The moment I met Mars, I knew he was a very special soul. We walked into the room and he came to life. He meowed urgently and pawed eagerly though the bars of his cage. I knew right then I had found my baby.
Mars loved company. He wanted to make friends with everyone he met. He had a charm that was irresistible. He was loved by so many people. I called him a lover, not a fighter, and he truly was. He was gentle and affectionate, never once did he show aggression of any kind.
He brought me comfort at my saddest times. He had a way of looking deep into my eyes– speaking and listening with silence. A night never went by that he didn’t tuck us into bed. He would lay in front of Paul and nudge his hand or his arm for petting. When Paul was ready for sleep, he would come and lay in my arms – resting his head on my pillow and gazing up at me to relax. He would give me “Momma Kisses” and wait for me to relax.
He showed his love to Phoebe and I by bathing us. Every morning as I left the bathroom, he would reach out and paw my ankle. He was always reminding me that he was there and each time it warmed my heart. He was also the first to greet me when I came home. He gave so much and asked for so little. He was the loving and joyful energy in our home.
Although he took joy in most things around him, he did have some favorites. Wrapping paper and ribbon were completely irresistible. Daily treats were not optional and he loved kicking back with some catnip. But spending time with those he loved was what he treasured most. He was such a gift and there will never be a soul quite like him.
Mars, although it is bittersweet today, your memory will always fill me with love. I love you with all my heart, my sweet baby boy.”