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Female Solid Orange Cats Are Rare.

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Gingerlee. Age approx. 14 years. Formerly feral. Trapped at about age 6 months.

Gingerlee. Age approx. 14 years. Formerly feral. Trapped at about age 6 months.

014Approximately (75% of solid orange tabbies are MALE). However, the solid orange gene produces a FEMALE now and then. The cat in the photos above is named Gingerlee who was once feral. Gingerlee is a petite little girl who is now 13- 14 years old and one of the sweetest of my cats. She is quite a talker but her meow is barely audible. Gingerlee makes me laugh when she is telling me something.

The next two photos are of Gweenie, another former feral that was caught at aproximately 8 months of age. I love this little cat who I consider to be highly photogenic. I could take photos of her all day and never get tired. She is all the things that I would want in a human friend. Gweenie is now 14 years of age.

Another solid orange female is Tooley ( no photo available for this post) who is about 9-10 years old. She is also a small cat but not as talkative as the other two females but thrives on affection as well.

I’m not sure how Tooley came to be in my husband’s shop. I went out to the shop early one morning to discover a young kitten looking at me and then scurrying back to duck under some machinery. I began putting out food and water at night after I got home from work. After a few days I set a Have-A -Heart which I baited with sardines. I checked the trap at 2am and there she was looking so scared. I brought the trap inside and was able to shake her out into a cage. After 2 weeks she was a “tweetey” cat that was putty in my hands.

So if you see a solid orange cat it is most likely a male. When I stumbled across these three girls I was lucky.

Gweenie napping in a box.

Gweenie napping in a box.

Gweenie. formerly feral and now a much loved house cat

Gweenie. formerly feral and now a much loved house cat

Post and photos by ~Yvonne Daniel (all photos on this blog are the sole property of Yvonne Daniel). Please do not steal from me.These are my copy rights. Thank you. ūüôā

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The Foundlings Four (hand raised by me)

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Originally posted January 20,2011    
The Foundlings Four

In¬†August 2001, an almost unbearable summer was still underway. Texas in the summer is miserable with hot sticky heat waves that seem to go on and on with a relentless determination to keep the thermometer over 100 degrees for days and days.¬†This particular August had been difficult for me.¬† The heat seemed to intensify as I mourned¬†the loss of one of my favorite cats, Bentley, who had gone missing in June. He had slipped out the back door one morning and I did not pursue him because I had hardly slept the night before due to a migraine headache that would not let up- even with strong medication. Bentley had never left the yard, always preferring to lounge under one of my husband’s trucks. So after he ran from the house I told myself that he would not go far and so I retreated back to bed where I stayed almost the entire day. I forgot about Bentley being outside and when I suddenly remembered¬† at 10 o’clock,¬†that he was still out, I began to call for him fully expecting that he would come to the door at break neck speed- happy to be going inside. But on this night Bentley¬†did not¬†appear. ¬†I was immediately worried and horrified for fear that he was not coming back.¬†My¬†fears became real by the next morning when he did not appear.¬† In the days that followed, I drove around many neighborhoods putting up posters and running ads in the newspaper for at least 5-6 months. Bentley was never found and to this day I think of all the terrible things that could have caused his demise.¬† Years later I still feel guilty because I forgot that he was outside. In the past I had not ever let a cat remain outdoors and to this day I¬†can¬†not comprehend why I was so lax and careless. ¬†Our home is in a semi-wood area with deep ravines¬†about a¬†block away. Coyotes might have eaten him and many other bad things could have taken his life. Losing Bentley impacted¬†my summer in a way that I could not have imagined.

By mid July, I had spoken with a prominent neighborhood couple, who owned a corner plot of land that was a perfect stetting for a large sign that I had envisioned to advertise my lost cat. A large sign would display a reward of 500 hundred (yes, $500) and a description of my cat. The corner is a well traveled road and I thought the spot would be the perfect place for my lost cat sign. I believed that a large reward would be an enticement for people to pay attention stray cats or if someone had him, then they hopefully would return him to me.

Of course, I had to find someone to make my sign but finding a sign maker that I could afford proved to be a difficult task. I spoke with no less that 5-7 men before someone told me about a man in a small town that was about 12 miles from the city. I spoke with him on the phone and made an appointment to bring my cat’s photo and the information that would be printed on a large piece of sign board that I would furnish. In a few days I met with the man who seemed interested, however, he could not give me a definite price.¬† I left the sign maker with a photo of Bentley, my name and also my phone number.¬† My other obstacle was to locate a carpenter¬†who could make a brace for the back of the sign. The brace would stabilize the sign¬†by keeping it upright and in place.¬†I obtained the sign board from¬†the only store in our city that had what I needed.

   

To be continued:¬† Look for Part II of “The Foundlings Four”.

 

Post  and photographs:  Yvonne

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