Marv

Meet Marv. Marv didn't exactly ease into the world. He made an entrance. His mom ended up in emergency surgery when one of his siblings got stuck during delivery. Marv had already arrived, sitting there like, “Well... this escalated quickly.” Thankfully, mom pulled through, and his brother Mick made it out too. Rough start. Strong little crew. And Marv? He turned out exactly how you'd expect from a kitten who's already seen a little chaos. He's calm. Grounded. The kind of guy who isn't here for nonsense. He's a handsome tabby with crisp little white socks, like he showed up dressed appropriately for the occasion. He's a lap cat through and through. Give him a spot next to you and a solid butt scratch, and he's set. No drama. No theatrics. Just quiet, steady companionship. Marv isn't going to be the life of the party. He's the one who watches the party from the couch and judges everyone silently. He'll take a minute to settle in, but once he does, he's yours. He'd do best in a hom...