One thing, 80% of orange tabbies are male. I already knew the majority of them are. They’re not sure why, though. I’ve had three orange kitties in my life. The first was when I was eight to 18. It was my & my grandma’s. He had wandered onto our property. We lived in a more rural area just outside of town. We’d often get strays. Though some belonged to somebody & we made sure we got them back to their person. When I was 28 to 30 & living (renting from) with my grandma again, she adopted an orange cat. After I married, I would still see him, when I/we visited my grandma. 2 1/2 years after my husband & I married, we adopted our first kitty together. An orange male who was four. He crossed the Rainbow Bridge a couple of months ago. He was 19 1/2. All three of them were major loves. Several of the kitties, at the shelter where I volunteer, have been orange. Orange ones also tend to be more mellow. Please go to, I Heart Cats, to read the rest of the list.
Brutus was a beloved kitty who would spend part of his day at a market near his home in Saltney, UK. He was born with polycystic kidney disease, which, didn’t stop him from making the rounds at the shop. Where he brightened many of the customers day & they looked forward to seeing him. Perhaps this helped prolong his life. On Jan 16, though, it was time for him to cross the Rainbow Bridge. Where he is now perfect, whole & complete & enjoying making new friends. To honor him, the store will be erecting a statue to him, so the customers will have something remember him by. Please go to, Love Meow, for more pics.
Hi, everyone. I apologize for not posting much lately. The laptop and/or WiFi have been temperamental. Even more so, our 19 1/2 year old kitty, Tino, had a brief illness & passed on Mon. We had him for 15 1/2 years. Which is a good long time to have a furbaby in your life. It still hurts. Especially having seen him struggle at the end. He had always been a tough kitty & he was fighting, up to the last.
Nine of the years we had him, he was an only. He loved to explore, play & definitely cuddle. When he did have siblings, he seemed to get along best with the younger males, Tyler (Ty) & Shane. Who he has met up with again. I’m glad that he has friends to keep him company. Though, knowing him, he’ll be making some new ones.
I’m sure many of you are familiar with The Rainbow Bridge poem. Click, Rainbows Bridge, to go to the site. There you will learn the back story, find a forum & chat to connect with other pet parents who have experienced loss, a boutique to purchase items, such as, jewelry, an option to create a memorial for your own furbaby & more.