Me and my Marcelo

Since Plushie died, Marcelo is the only cat i really love..too bad he lives at the cottage with other cats and my grandparents so i dont see him much..whenever i get sad, i think about him because when i got sad at the cottage, he was the only one who made me feel better..he is just the cuddliest male cat i have ever met..plus even he was in a bad situation, he came to us as a little kitten, maybe a lsot kitten of one of our other cats...as growing, Plushie was the only cat he played and believed to until he died..and then he got very very thin and underfed because of milk grandpa kept giving him and to other cats thatm ade them have a bad dirrhea for a long time so he didnt even want to eat...but now he got all cured and he grew liek crazy!he already was adult when Plushie died, yet he was very tiny..but as Plushie died, Marcelo became the only male cat in the pack and grandparents also started to give him an extra portions of food to make him gain weight again...and when it was winter, he was a huge fat kitty again with with his winter fur he is twice bigger too ;u; im nto even able to hold him with one hand anymore XD