Something About Marvin 13

I think my sister is getting bored in isolation.  Instead of just choosing the Marvin photos I share here, she has started writing stories about them.  This week, she incorporated all three photos into one story.  

The Cat Was Fat

  "Help! Get me outta here! I'm stuck! I'm stuck!" screamed Marvin.
  "How could you possibly be stuck?" I yelled back.
  "I ate too many treats.  Now I'm stuck!" Marvin cried.
  "What treats? Where did you get treats?" I asked.
  "I found a bag of treats, so I dragged them over here to enjoy in the sun. Now I can't get out!"
  "I have no idea how you 'found" those treats.  They were in the cupboard.  It's your own fault you're stuck.  You can stay there until you are skinny enough to get out."

  "Hellooo! I'm still stuck. Please bring me something. Little treats would be greatly appreciated, as I'm wasting away.  I've almost vanished.  Only my head is left," whined Marvin.

  "You're not fooling anyone. If you'd close your mouth and turn your head you'd be right out of the cat--ladder," I said.

  "I'm so exhausted from fasting. My legs can't hold me up. Can you slide me over a big bowl of cat food and a bag of treats, please? I'm starving," Marvin mewed pathetically.
  "Do you not remember how all this started?" I asked.

  "How what started? Can you bring me some food? I'm starving."

My sister's story pretty much sums up life with Marvin, which is kind of funny considering the two of them have never met.


If this isn't enough Marvin for you, you can follow him on Instagram.  He's @marvinmeowmeow.