While she’s no Kazik, she’s mine, lopsided markings, assertive personality, and all.
She always where she’s not supposed to be.
And she follows me around like my “familiar.” Heh.
I got her from a pet store, where she was sitting in her pan of litter because the cage wasn’t big enough for her to sit anywhere else. Funny looking and no longer a kitten, she lay like a sphynx in the sand, refusing to look anywhere but straight ahead.
She cost me $25 bucks. She’s worth a million.
Calli. Because she’s a tortoise-shell calico. Or Kali, because….
Cool cat, Elaine.
What a fab cat! I love her unusual markings and her solid assertiveness. Yes, I often think of my cat as my ‘familiar’ – ubiquitous, unpredictable, omniscient, there, very there.