Tuxedo kitties are the best.
Tuxedo kitties are the best.
I would take them all, but I already have a couple rescues from the outdoors.
I would be the crazy cat guy!
After our beloved Holly died (and you could have taken me and hubby to the lunatic asylum and they would have admitted us both after that nightmare) there was a lovely fat old Tuxedo that came around a few times.
It was strange, we’d never seen him before and he would go and sit on this certain loveseat we had in our yard, where Holly used to like to sit.
It was like he was some grand emissary from the world of cats who came to comfort us. Which he did, very much in fact.
Your kitty is beautiful, Slings.
And now he has brought home a buddy to hang out with. Far as we can tell, he somehow communicated to his pal that there were humans here that would feed him and were not threat. It was very cool the first time he brought him home to dinner.
A very bright cat.
And I got two! :) =^..^=
What a sweetie!
Cute animals, those tuxies… Ours just strolled into our lives off the street about five years ago & set up camp; quite the proper character. Our daughter recently took him to her new home, but we recently got him back to watch while she was on a week’s vacation – he picked up on his old habits right away ;-)
I like the spot on her nose, reminds me of my Spunky, my grey and white who had three kittens, one a grey tuxedo cat, we named Greystone. Greystone passed in 2006 at the age of 5 from kidney failure. B-( His brother, G.W., aka “Dubya,” passed in 2011 from cancer and the last kitten, “Whitey,” in 2012. Whitey looked like a Snowshoe, she looked like “Grumpy Cat” with longer legs. We got Spunky and the kittens in 2001. I still have Spunky, she is laying on the floor next to me as I type so I have Mom and another cat, Rascal. I moved to a new apartment, I had to give up the house since my mother passed away and the cats are just beginning to adjust to the new pace.