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Mars Ringo Star Bars Lytle passed peacefully, cradled in his favorite spot in the house on November 23, 2024. 🕊️🖤 I consider myself so lucky to have had this little soul at my feet, looking up at me, for the past 13 years. Mars became my soulmate on my 3rd day in Los Angeles in 2011. He grabbed my hand when I stopped by @kittcrusaders stand in front of the Bank of America in Larchmont, and when he gave me the look, I knew I was done for. Gazing at you at eye level was always his favorite activity, as were belly rubs, napping in the crook of your arm, and following you from room to room. I talked to Mars everyday. I whispered my secrets in exchange for purrs. Even when I was away from home, I always entertained this wild impulse to text him to keep him updated on everything. His purr sounded like he swallowed a pigeon but his meow was loud and clear. I’ll miss waking up to hearing him sing for breakfast and attention. In fact, the entire house feels empty without his presence, and I find myself looking for him throughout the day. Grief makes you feel like you’ve accidentally wandered off your path, and like you’re suddenly lost. Grief over a pet is all of that plus the weird expectation that you’ll recover quickly. While Patrick and I are officially back in reality, I keep the sound of his purrs rumbling in the back of my mind. If you have any stories of Mars – knowing him IRL or seeing him on the internet – please share. I need to read them all and file them in the forever part of my memory.

Mars Ringo Star Bars Lytle passed peacefully, cradled in his favorite spot in the house on November 23, 2024. 🕊️🖤 I consider myself so lucky to have had this little soul at my feet, looking up at me, for the past 13 years. Mars became my soulmate on my 3rd day in Los Angeles in 2011. He grabbed my hand when I stopped by @kittcrusaders stand in front of the Bank of America in Larchmont, and when he gave me the look, I knew I was done for. Gazing at you at eye level was always his favorite activity, as were belly rubs, napping in the crook of your arm, and following you from room to room. I talked to Mars everyday. I whispered my secrets in exchange for purrs. Even when I was away from home, I always entertained this wild impulse to text him to keep him updated on everything. His purr sounded like he swallowed a pigeon but his meow was loud and clear. I’ll miss waking up to hearing him sing for breakfast and attention. In fact, the entire house feels empty without his presence, and I find myself looking for him throughout the day. Grief makes you feel like you’ve accidentally wandered off your path, and like you’re suddenly lost. Grief over a pet is all of that plus the weird expectation that you’ll recover quickly. While Patrick and I are officially back in reality, I keep the sound of his purrs rumbling in the back of my mind. If you have any stories of Mars – knowing him IRL or seeing him on the internet – please share. I need to read them all and file them in the forever part of my memory.

Mars Ringo Star Bars Lytle passed peacefully, cradled in his favorite spot in the house on November 23, 2024. 🕊️🖤 I consider myself so lucky to have had this little soul at my feet, looking up at me, for the past 13 years. Mars became my soulmate on my 3rd day in Los Angeles in 2011. He grabbed my hand when I stopped by @kittcrusaders stand in front of the Bank of America in Larchmont, and when he gave me the look, I knew I was done for. Gazing at you at eye level was always his favorite activity, as were belly rubs, napping in the crook of your arm, and following you from room to room. I talked to Mars everyday. I whispered my secrets in exchange for purrs. Even when I was away from home, I always entertained this wild impulse to text him to keep him updated on everything. His purr sounded like he swallowed a pigeon but his meow was loud and clear. I’ll miss waking up to hearing him sing for breakfast and attention. In fact, the entire house feels empty without his presence, and I find myself looking for him throughout the day. Grief makes you feel like you’ve accidentally wandered off your path, and like you’re suddenly lost. Grief over a pet is all of that plus the weird expectation that you’ll recover quickly. While Patrick and I are officially back in reality, I keep the sound of his purrs rumbling in the back of my mind. If you have any stories of Mars – knowing him IRL or seeing him on the internet – please share. I need to read them all and file them in the forever part of my memory.

Mars Ringo Star Bars Lytle passed peacefully, cradled in his favorite spot in the house on November 23, 2024. 🕊️🖤 I consider myself so lucky to have had this little soul at my feet, looking up at me, for the past 13 years. Mars became my soulmate on my 3rd day in Los Angeles in 2011. He grabbed my hand when I stopped by @kittcrusaders stand in front of the Bank of America in Larchmont, and when he gave me the look, I knew I was done for. Gazing at you at eye level was always his favorite activity, as were belly rubs, napping in the crook of your arm, and following you from room to room. I talked to Mars everyday. I whispered my secrets in exchange for purrs. Even when I was away from home, I always entertained this wild impulse to text him to keep him updated on everything. His purr sounded like he swallowed a pigeon but his meow was loud and clear. I’ll miss waking up to hearing him sing for breakfast and attention. In fact, the entire house feels empty without his presence, and I find myself looking for him throughout the day. Grief makes you feel like you’ve accidentally wandered off your path, and like you’re suddenly lost. Grief over a pet is all of that plus the weird expectation that you’ll recover quickly. While Patrick and I are officially back in reality, I keep the sound of his purrs rumbling in the back of my mind. If you have any stories of Mars – knowing him IRL or seeing him on the internet – please share. I need to read them all and file them in the forever part of my memory.

Mars Ringo Star Bars Lytle passed peacefully, cradled in his favorite spot in the house on November 23, 2024. 🕊️🖤 I consider myself so lucky to have had this little soul at my feet, looking up at me, for the past 13 years. Mars became my soulmate on my 3rd day in Los Angeles in 2011. He grabbed my hand when I stopped by @kittcrusaders stand in front of the Bank of America in Larchmont, and when he gave me the look, I knew I was done for. Gazing at you at eye level was always his favorite activity, as were belly rubs, napping in the crook of your arm, and following you from room to room. I talked to Mars everyday. I whispered my secrets in exchange for purrs. Even when I was away from home, I always entertained this wild impulse to text him to keep him updated on everything. His purr sounded like he swallowed a pigeon but his meow was loud and clear. I’ll miss waking up to hearing him sing for breakfast and attention. In fact, the entire house feels empty without his presence, and I find myself looking for him throughout the day. Grief makes you feel like you’ve accidentally wandered off your path, and like you’re suddenly lost. Grief over a pet is all of that plus the weird expectation that you’ll recover quickly. While Patrick and I are officially back in reality, I keep the sound of his purrs rumbling in the back of my mind. If you have any stories of Mars – knowing him IRL or seeing him on the internet – please share. I need to read them all and file them in the forever part of my memory.

Mars Ringo Star Bars Lytle passed peacefully, cradled in his favorite spot in the house on November 23, 2024. 🕊️🖤 I consider myself so lucky to have had this little soul at my feet, looking up at me, for the past 13 years. Mars became my soulmate on my 3rd day in Los Angeles in 2011. He grabbed my hand when I stopped by @kittcrusaders stand in front of the Bank of America in Larchmont, and when he gave me the look, I knew I was done for. Gazing at you at eye level was always his favorite activity, as were belly rubs, napping in the crook of your arm, and following you from room to room. I talked to Mars everyday. I whispered my secrets in exchange for purrs. Even when I was away from home, I always entertained this wild impulse to text him to keep him updated on everything. His purr sounded like he swallowed a pigeon but his meow was loud and clear. I’ll miss waking up to hearing him sing for breakfast and attention. In fact, the entire house feels empty without his presence, and I find myself looking for him throughout the day. Grief makes you feel like you’ve accidentally wandered off your path, and like you’re suddenly lost. Grief over a pet is all of that plus the weird expectation that you’ll recover quickly. While Patrick and I are officially back in reality, I keep the sound of his purrs rumbling in the back of my mind. If you have any stories of Mars – knowing him IRL or seeing him on the internet – please share. I need to read them all and file them in the forever part of my memory.

Mars Ringo Star Bars Lytle passed peacefully, cradled in his favorite spot in the house on November 23, 2024. 🕊️🖤 I consider myself so lucky to have had this little soul at my feet, looking up at me, for the past 13 years. Mars became my soulmate on my 3rd day in Los Angeles in 2011. He grabbed my hand when I stopped by @kittcrusaders stand in front of the Bank of America in Larchmont, and when he gave me the look, I knew I was done for. Gazing at you at eye level was always his favorite activity, as were belly rubs, napping in the crook of your arm, and following you from room to room. I talked to Mars everyday. I whispered my secrets in exchange for purrs. Even when I was away from home, I always entertained this wild impulse to text him to keep him updated on everything. His purr sounded like he swallowed a pigeon but his meow was loud and clear. I’ll miss waking up to hearing him sing for breakfast and attention. In fact, the entire house feels empty without his presence, and I find myself looking for him throughout the day. Grief makes you feel like you’ve accidentally wandered off your path, and like you’re suddenly lost. Grief over a pet is all of that plus the weird expectation that you’ll recover quickly. While Patrick and I are officially back in reality, I keep the sound of his purrs rumbling in the back of my mind. If you have any stories of Mars – knowing him IRL or seeing him on the internet – please share. I need to read them all and file them in the forever part of my memory.

Mars Ringo Star Bars Lytle passed peacefully, cradled in his favorite spot in the house on November 23, 2024. 🕊️🖤 I consider myself so lucky to have had this little soul at my feet, looking up at me, for the past 13 years. Mars became my soulmate on my 3rd day in Los Angeles in 2011. He grabbed my hand when I stopped by @kittcrusaders stand in front of the Bank of America in Larchmont, and when he gave me the look, I knew I was done for. Gazing at you at eye level was always his favorite activity, as were belly rubs, napping in the crook of your arm, and following you from room to room. I talked to Mars everyday. I whispered my secrets in exchange for purrs. Even when I was away from home, I always entertained this wild impulse to text him to keep him updated on everything. His purr sounded like he swallowed a pigeon but his meow was loud and clear. I’ll miss waking up to hearing him sing for breakfast and attention. In fact, the entire house feels empty without his presence, and I find myself looking for him throughout the day. Grief makes you feel like you’ve accidentally wandered off your path, and like you’re suddenly lost. Grief over a pet is all of that plus the weird expectation that you’ll recover quickly. While Patrick and I are officially back in reality, I keep the sound of his purrs rumbling in the back of my mind. If you have any stories of Mars – knowing him IRL or seeing him on the internet – please share. I need to read them all and file them in the forever part of my memory.

Mars Ringo Star Bars Lytle passed peacefully, cradled in his favorite spot in the house on November 23, 2024. 🕊️🖤 I consider myself so lucky to have had this little soul at my feet, looking up at me, for the past 13 years. Mars became my soulmate on my 3rd day in Los Angeles in 2011. He grabbed my hand when I stopped by @kittcrusaders stand in front of the Bank of America in Larchmont, and when he gave me the look, I knew I was done for. Gazing at you at eye level was always his favorite activity, as were belly rubs, napping in the crook of your arm, and following you from room to room. I talked to Mars everyday. I whispered my secrets in exchange for purrs. Even when I was away from home, I always entertained this wild impulse to text him to keep him updated on everything. His purr sounded like he swallowed a pigeon but his meow was loud and clear. I’ll miss waking up to hearing him sing for breakfast and attention. In fact, the entire house feels empty without his presence, and I find myself looking for him throughout the day. Grief makes you feel like you’ve accidentally wandered off your path, and like you’re suddenly lost. Grief over a pet is all of that plus the weird expectation that you’ll recover quickly. While Patrick and I are officially back in reality, I keep the sound of his purrs rumbling in the back of my mind. If you have any stories of Mars – knowing him IRL or seeing him on the internet – please share. I need to read them all and file them in the forever part of my memory.

Mars Ringo Star Bars Lytle passed peacefully, cradled in his favorite spot in the house on November 23, 2024. 🕊️🖤 I consider myself so lucky to have had this little soul at my feet, looking up at me, for the past 13 years. Mars became my soulmate on my 3rd day in Los Angeles in 2011. He grabbed my hand when I stopped by @kittcrusaders stand in front of the Bank of America in Larchmont, and when he gave me the look, I knew I was done for. Gazing at you at eye level was always his favorite activity, as were belly rubs, napping in the crook of your arm, and following you from room to room. I talked to Mars everyday. I whispered my secrets in exchange for purrs. Even when I was away from home, I always entertained this wild impulse to text him to keep him updated on everything. His purr sounded like he swallowed a pigeon but his meow was loud and clear. I’ll miss waking up to hearing him sing for breakfast and attention. In fact, the entire house feels empty without his presence, and I find myself looking for him throughout the day. Grief makes you feel like you’ve accidentally wandered off your path, and like you’re suddenly lost. Grief over a pet is all of that plus the weird expectation that you’ll recover quickly. While Patrick and I are officially back in reality, I keep the sound of his purrs rumbling in the back of my mind. If you have any stories of Mars – knowing him IRL or seeing him on the internet – please share. I need to read them all and file them in the forever part of my memory.