A Cat For All Seasons...

We have three (3) cats right now. They claim to be wild kitties, but I'm beginning to disbelieve them. Especially when we wake up in the morning and find all of them on the bed.

Let me introduce you to the cats (in order of gender from female to male and then age from youngest to oldest). No pictures other than that created by my words because I don't have a camera or the means to upload the pictures... Well, I guess the camera is more of the problem than the uploading because I clearly have access to a computer. Anyway... On to the cats...

Tropicana's Dainty Portia (Portia, Porch-uh, Little Porshie)- Short-haired tabby. Black and grey stripes on a background of pale gold shading to white on her chest and stomach. The tip of her muzzle is white too. The tips of ears and the tip of her tail are black and there is a black stripe down her back (from whence all stripes originate apparently). She has big, round soft golden eyes that always look innocently startled. Except when she's batting some innocent rodent around, the she just looks delighted with herself and the world. She loves scratches, but isn't entirely sure she wants to be touched. Which makes it an hysterical comedy of errors when one reaches down to touch her, she tries to run away and lean into the scratch at the same time. Sometimes she falls over.

Tropicana's Clouded Jaguar (Jaguar, Jag, Jaggers, Big Guy) - Short-haired black. From the front and back and top he looks like your typical solid black cat. Then you see the side view and you notice that he has dark grey tabby striping on his sides. He has big, round amber gold eyes. He's the king of the world and he knows it. He likes to bring rats, mice and shrews into the house to share with his sister (Portia. Yes, they are littermates). Jag knows he likes scratches and he will demand them when and where he wants them. And bats at one if one stops before he's ready. Yesterday he smacked my butt when I stood up to leave the porch before he had gotten his fill of cuddles. Then he ran away. Tail straight up in the air.

Tropicana's Golden Lynx (Lynx, Lynxie, the Lynxer) - Short-haired tabby. Black and grey stripes on a background of dark gold shading to pale gold on his chest and stomach. The tip of his muzzle is white, although not as white as Portia's. The tips of his ears and tail are black and there is a black stripe down his back. In fact, until one gets to know them very well, and sometimes even then, it is very difficult to tell Lynx and Portia apart. He has big, round bright green-gold eyes that watch everything. Mostly he sits around looking wise even though he's only a year older than his siblings. The stripes on his legs are so symmetrical that when he sits in Egyptian cat pose they line up exactly across the legs, making it hard to tell where one leg ends and the other starts. Until he gets up and moves around again, of course. He also has a line across the base of his neck that looks like a necklace, and the lines around his eyes look like they were drawn on his face in kohl.

Next time: Cat Tails - Did you just say what I think you said?

Talk on ya later,

Harley