Gather round for an unbelievable tale of dogs, DNA, and chance encounters. A few hours ago, Jason went to pick up our dog Marvin from the groomer. On the way home, Marvin starts sniffing a dog on the corner. Jason and the owner of that dog stop to chat.
She asks Jason what kind of dog Marv was, and Jason tells her he's a rescue from Texas. Mine too, the woman replies. Where from? Jason gives the name. *What* goes the woman. Her dog is ALSO from that rescue. WAIT goes the woman, what was his name before he was adopted?
Jason tells her. "Oh my god," she responds. "This is his SON." She had applied for our dog but didn't get him. Instead she got his CHILD and convinced her friend to adopt MARVIN'S OTHER SON, who now lives with her friend 20 blocks south.
We had no idea Marvin even had sons! Their names are Murray and Leo, both of which are perfect. Is this not the most Upper West Side narrative you've ever heard? Marvin is basically a Nora Ephron character. Looking forward to the movie adaptation.
We are now looking into a fam reunion for all three very good pups, and I will keep you all posted on the most exciting thing that has happened to me in 10 months
I can't decide if this entire thing is a Metropolitan Diary, a Pixar film, or a children's book that I simply must write
News of Marv's reunion with his sons has made it to the shelter all three of us got our dogs from!
https://twitter.com/FFTR2010/status/1349153662304706561
To appease the clamoring crowds, here’s Marv 
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