Several weeks ago, I told you that TC and I had a serious talk about (his) life and that he decided to come in from the cold!

He is a big, well shaped "almost" Calico -- he has a gold patch on his belly (and one under his tail, but that's his business!). The rest of his fur is white on his belly and legs, with a gray topcoat. He is strong and well muscled. He is, in fact, the very "essence" of "cat."

I judge him to be about three years old. He received some wonderful training in his early years, as -- of all my cats -- he is the most well-mannered. He is a very good cat! He is not afraid of my cats, not even obstreperous Gizzi! He just pretty much goes his own way, eats when and what he pleases, and sleeps wherever he likes! (This latter mostly at the foot of my bed!)

There is not enough love in this world to satisfy TC! When Sandra and I watch TV in the evening, he goes from one of us to the other, begging for scritches, scratching and petting. He will not, however, allow any hugging!

Sometimes I catch TC looking at me, and I swear that cat is thinking, "You never told me it was going to be this GOOD in here!" I think almost the same thing. I knew he was a sweetheart, but I never guessed he was going to be an all-time "great" cat!

He contributes to the good life in California cat country!

Copyright © Renee Darvin
October 25, 2001