A Tail of Three Tortis

A Tale of Three Torties for Torti Tuesday. (say that three times fast...)

First there was this Torti. This is Lucy. I snatched Lucy from her mother, Vera (a feral cat) at a young age and brought her up to my house to join her half brother and sister (Shiloh and Karma). That was in September of 1985. She never looked back and was certainly never inclined to be feral. She was always messing around in my business and followed every step I took. She was an outside cat, and the only cat I've ever had that would run down the driveway to the road to meet my car when I got home from work! Then she would run up the driveway in front of me, with tail held high. She was a great buddy to my first beautiful collie girl, Hanna. (A blue merle). They played and played constantly. When she was about five months old she pulled a very dirty trick on me and got herself pregnant. She was going in to be spayed after she reached six months. About two months later she popped out six little kittens (does this sound familiar?)--all hale and hearty. Yes, I kept them all, but they all were expressed to the vet's as soon as possible for their spay/neuter surgeries-as was their mother! Lucy was always a character and made a deep impression on me. When she was nine years old she disappeared. Later I found her body in a ditch off the highway, but I do believe it wasn't a car that killed her, but the neighbor's rifle. It was a very sad thing and she was missed immensely.

Lucy

Then in the year 2000, four years after Lucy died, this little imp moved into my life. She came squalling up out of the field next to my house from the dark. I told her to go away. She was very tiny, and she thought she would stay. So she did. I named her DesiLu in honor of Lucy. They looked very much alike. Desi was also a very devoted little kitty and a huge character. Her and Tibby (a kitty who was so timid she had no friends) became great buddies and played for hours every day. Desi helped Tibby over her timidity and Tibby eventually moved out from under the chicken house and down to the breezeway. Desi also loved the collies and especially became good chums with Jody. Sadly Desi's life although intense was very brief. She died at age 2 and a half from a blood disease. The fight for her life was brief, and she quickly faded away.

DesiLu

DesiLu

Being owned by a torti is a tough job as they expect you to be as dedicated to their lives as they are to yours. So when little miss priss, Tempe, came along, I decided right off---no more tortis!. You, little miss, will go to a new home somewhere else, when you are weaned. Yeah, right.

So I think we all know who the third Torti is, of course---Tempe. Complete with the Torti 'tude, she took over from day one and has never looked back. Temperamental, sweet, nosy, and in my business--yes, she is a Torti. I hope she graces my life for many more years to come.

Baby Torti-Tude--Tempe

These three girls are so full of similarities at times it has been weird. Their markings are not the same, and two of my girls have had orange-golden eyes (Lucy and Tempe) while little DesiLu had green eyes. I guess I'm meant to be owned by a Torti regardless of what I think, and that isn't such a bad thing--most of the time. (Hey! Tempe! Get down--what are you into now??)

Here's Tempe and Ashley---Uhm....not really, just kidding. This is actually DesiLu and Jody--good buds.

This is Tempe and Ashley--deja vu all over again, huh?
Also good buds.

Tempe says 'like the 'bean ever stood a chance the day I was born. The Torti Path had already been paved.'

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