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A Fertile Male Calico House Cat Existed

The cat's name was Bud. He was so sweet...

By Sarah ParishPublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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This cat was a father. His baby momma was a grey cat called Storm. 

This is about my all time favorite cat.

His name was Buddy and he was the sweetest kitty I have ever owned.

Let me tell you all about that.

When I found out he was gone I groaned.

So a friend brought over two tiny little kittens to our place.

They were then forever after safe from shortened lives due to the loss of their unknown mother.

You can tell that Buddy is a male by looking at his face.

The two small abandoned kittens were sister and brother.

His sister was plain grey and white striped, while Buddy was full of black, white and brown colors like mud.

My brother helped bottle feeding them during the night and did a good job of his hard work.

I simply called the male kitty cat bud.

My many thanks to my brother and his good will, because I was a dork.

The world may not have otherwise ever known that such a cat could have even existed in the world today.

We named the sister cat Amelia, who was rowdy and pretty thoughtless when it came to using her claws.

Buddy and Amelia got along pretty well whenever they would play.

Buddy was mild and sweet tempered. When I fed him scraps he gently licked the food from between my fingers and did not dig in with his paws.

I could not expect the same from his sister.

Buddy was the one to lay around in the warm sunshine and purr while he slept all day long.

Bud was one very happy mister.

His sister Amelia would run around with her claws extended and meow loudly so often she was almost constantly in song.

Amelia didn't need any cat nip in order to go off the walls crazy.

She was just wild.

My parents owned a grey cat named Storm and when Bud grew up into an adult he had kittens with Storm the lazy.

Grey boys and female calico kittens were their offsprings, cat-child.

Buddy never seemed to know his name, although when we called for Storm she would come running.

She was a great mouse hunter and taught other cats how to become great mousers.

Buddy never caught any mice untill Storm got ahold of him, which was stunning!

Buddy wouldn't meow very much, but he had a really deep stare, wowzers!

My cat, Buddy just disappeared one day.

I think that he became road kill, if you may.

Let me tell you why I think that, I heared it from my bae.

My husband went for a walk one day and told me he thought he had seen Buddy on the side of the road, he did say.

Buddy's Lazy Baby Momma

Storm my parents grey cat

Buddy's Male Offspring

Storm and Buddy's son

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About the Creator

Sarah Parish

I believe in symbiosis, and that there is a singular dominant God of the universe,

Also, the love poems are dedicated to my husband, and the rest are dedicated to my family!

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