![]() She doesn’t allow anyone but me to even pick her up. She is a beautiful soul and very loyal so if she way catnapped then I am sure she is trying to get away. She is so tiny and energetic that no one would guess she is over 12 yrs old. Either way, she is horribly missed and I don’t know what I will do without her. Calico cats have white patches due to piebalding. This is why calico cats with large patches of white fur tend to have distinct patches of orange and black. Typically, the larger the white patches, the less the orange and brown fur colours will mix. Since I have been canvassing the neighborhoods, have put up posters and checked with the humane society multiple times per day nothin person and on line, I am aftaid either some kid has decided that she is theirs now and she had not been able to escape or that she had passed over the rainbow bridge. The white patches of a calico may be large, or small and mixed in with the black and orange. She would look both ways before crossing the road and frolic in certain neighbors yards that enjoyed seeing her. She would walk me to my car to go to work each morning on meet me at my car each evening when I came home. I helped deliver her as her mom was having problems. The 'red' is not red as we typically think of it, but shades of orange, yellow, or light cream, and the. The colors are typically shades of ginger, red, and black, but occasionally there is some white. I have had her since her birth on 2/14/06. A tortoiseshell cat (affectionately known as a 'tortie') is a feline with a mottled or bi-colored coat that looks like the shell of a tortoise. My little calico/ tortiehas been missing since 6/26/18. I’m in a homeless hostel for military veterans surviving stress (I’m ex Royal Navy) … Not allowed pets here.Īs soon as I get my own place – no iffs no buts – I’m getting a tortilla/calico! Reply I miss her dearly – didnt see her after the day I was evicted through a ‘no fault’ eviction and was made street homeless. She jumped off the window sill, where she was sat keeping watch, and stayed snuggled by my leg. and one day when I had like a PTSD crying episode. Sometimes I think she thought she was my mum and would tell me off if I started being silly with daft singing – give me that look. ![]() I named her Jumper and she’d respond to her name.Īfter a hard day at work she’d run the length of the street to greet me. I had a calico adopt me! She jumped into my window to say hi and started to visit every week until it was daily, then I woke one morning to find her in bed with me!
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