TORTIE PRINCESSES

"When Daddy and I go to bed at night, we check in on our human daughter, Princess Allison. However last night when we did, this is what we found! BOTH Princess daughters comfy in the Princess room!"

Cindi a.k.a. Mommy

The Princesses Awake! How adorable are these pictures. Cindi shared with me and I HAD to share with everyone!

TORTIE TUMMY TUESDAY

Spats: "Welcome to
TORTIE TUMMY TUESDAY!"

Faith

KC

PEARL

CATZEE (two pictures)

Zoey

Maggy

Mouse

Princess

Autumn Savannah

Queen Snickers: "This is my tummy action shot! See me throw Mrs. Pinky mouse over my head?"

Mommy wants to just kiss all these cute tummies!

MARCH 11 is TUMMY TUESDAY

Send me your tummy photos for Tummy Tuesday at the TATA blog!

New Member: Queen Snickers

QUEEN SNICKERS

This is my tough face, I am just about to pounce my little sister who has been foolishly trying to steal Mrs. Pinky Mouse from me.

I can be sweet and adorable too, especially when I want something.

My Story

My start in life is a bit fuzzy. It probably has to do with the fact I spent a good portion of my first year of life surviving on my own on swampy, Louisiana golf course. It was beautiful, but a very dangerous place for a young cat on her own. I had to be tough to survive the water moccasins, coyotes, and yes even alligators. I had to hunt for my own food. Things got even rougher when I got pregnant and had kittens. It was hard taking care of all three of us. One day I saw a beautiful garden with a raised flower bed. I hid my kittens in there so I could go hunt. The owners of the garden found my kittens while I was gone and thought they were abandoned. Me, never! I returned before they had a chance to do anything and we disappeared. I liked that place, so I kept bring my kittens back to the garden. Then one day while I was gone, my tabby boy jumped out of his hiding spot to chase a bug. It was a wasp! It stung his paw! Luckily the lady of the garden saw this happen and rushed to him. He was crying and his paw had already swollen up. She rushed him to the vet. They fixed him up and told her he had to stay inside for two weeks or it could get infected. Meanwhile I came back for my babies and only found my tuxie babe. I searched and searched but I thought tabby was gone. I was very sad and decided that must not be as safe a place as I thought. Two weeks later the lady's daughter came home from Europe to visit and see the kitten. Apparently they were very worried about me and my other baby. That same night I decided to walk in my the garden again and for some reason I felt a calling to go up to the porch, something I had never done. At that moment the daughter opened the porch door and me and tuxie just walked in! The daughter became my new momma and she got rid of all the ear mites and parasites. She also turned my emaciated 5lb frame into a proper size cat! Then she was there to help deliver my second litter of kittens that I got pregnant with a day or two before I came to live with her. :) Now I am queen of the house, the alpha cat! I get pampered and spoiled. Momma even got me a subject to rule over (my little sister). I am happy to be part of TATA!

HAPPY TORTIE TUESDAY

Spats: "Happy Tortie Tuesday! Our friend Faith is not feeling well. Please stop by her blog and send her some get well wishes. Her brother is sick too! http://missyblueeyes.blogspot.com/
If you have any Tortie friends that you want to join, please tell them about us! Please send Mommy more pictures of yourselves that she can post!

New Member: Cotton

Cotton

I was surprised to receive my first email. One addressed to Cotton and not to Jan or to the Funny Farm. KC invited me to join the tough a** tortie club. What an honor. What better way to prove I am a tough tortie and to show my tortie ‘tude than by sending this photo of me wearing my official Ao4 trooper helmet.

I also have a feminine side, as captured in this photo of me in my Gizzy bed on top of the fridge, where I reign with undisputed territorial rights.

I don’t remember much about the first 4 to 6 weeks of my life. I just suddenly found myself sitting in the road early one morning with traffic slowing and moving around me. Then I spied Jan as she walked out her front door to pick up the paper from the lawn. She looked to see what the traffic problem was, saw me and just folded onto a porch step. I staggered as fast as I could to her, asking for help. But she said no. I rubbed against her and on rubbery legs tried to climb on her lap, but she wouldn’t touch me. She just kept saying, “No, not another one. I can’t take you inside. You’ll make all my cats sick.”

I told her, no, I wouldn’t do that to her, but she wouldn’t believe me. I persisted. She finally melted and carried me inside where Jenny and Grayce her two older kitties and young Crystal welcomed me with open arms. Okay, to be honest, with a lot of sniffing, suspicion, and on Jenny’s part, hissing. I didn’t know it at the time but Jan didn’t think I would live through the day and she had no money to take me to the vet.

I found this in her file about the day she found me: “Boney, buggy, tapeworms, mucous pouring from eyes & nose, breathing through mouth, terrified of me, cats, toys and everything. (Abused?) Lethargic for 2 days.” I don’t remember what she did to help me but I not only lived through the day, I will be 9 years old in June.

My favorite pastime is purring and rubbing against Jan’s arm, especially when she’s busy on the computer. I helped train the new members of the Funny Farm as they arrived. When they’re annoying, I raise one paw and yell, “Stop!” and they stop being annoying – or else.

New Members: Holly & Ivy

HOLLY

IVY
Mommy already had our doggie brother, Loki, when she started thinking about how she missed having a kitty in her lap. Soon after she decided that she wanted to get a kitty for herself for Christmas, she heard that her cousin was fostering a litter of kittens that had been found dumped on the side of the road. Mommy visited her cousin to see the kittens: two tortie girls (us!) and one boy. Mommy had already pretty much decided that she would take the boy to be Loki's new friend before she got there, but then she saw how close the torties were to one another, and her cousin told her the girls did everything together but that the boy was a loner. Her cousin said she didn't want the girls to be separated, but she was afraid that they would be adopted out separately. Mommy knew all about the tortie 'tude, and wasn't sure how her house or Loki would stand up to the challenge, but she couldn't stand the thought that the girls would be separated either. So mommy adopted us both right before Christmas, and our grandmama named us "Holly and Ivy." As soon as we arrived, we made ourselves right at home, and Loki loved us right away. In our former foster home, we had a tough time. We were starved and scrawny little things, but still had plenty of that tortie 'tude! We had even fought a pig for table scraps at the foster's place, so we knew how to get what we wanted. We still do.

Holly is more of an independent tortie, but she adores mommy and will come up to her and pat her face and ask for love. Holly will also open any door that doesn't have a tricky knob. Her polydactyl "thumbs" come in handy when we want to get into some mischief! Ivy loves to be loved and can be a bit of a pest when she demands affection, and her favorite hobbies are flinging poo out of the litter box and helping Holly open doors. We weren't sure we wanted a baby brother when Tybalt first arrived, but we soon got used to him and taught him how to be naughty. Holly has even taught him how to open cabinet doors! We Terrible Tortie Twins love our home, our mommy, our doggie siblings, and our brother Tybalt . . . but most of all we both love TROUBLE!