Might be helpful if they are left alone together during the day…. Your email address will not be published. Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Stay informed! Get tips and exclusive deals. Nov Nov 4. Nov 3. Give a Gift. A calico cat. By catedit. Share on facebook Facebook. Share on twitter Twitter. Share on linkedin LinkedIn. Share on pinterest Pinterest. Share on email Email. Calicos are not a breed of cat. Is a calico a type of breed? Calico cats get their names from printed fabric.
Where does the name calico come from? Full disclosure first: I am a Calico cat parent, and I love my sweet whiskered girl, Callie! I had fun compiling these Calico cat facts and even learned a thing or two myself.
I hope you enjoy them too! What sets Calico cats apart is their tri-color coat. Calico cats have at least three colors in their fur, which at their most basic are white, orange, and black. However, variations on these colors, such as cream, blue-black, reddish, brown might also be noted in the coat of a Calico cat. Calico cats are sometimes mistaken for Tortoiseshell cats or Torties and vice versa. Torties are similar to Calicos in that they have black and orange coloring.
However, Calicos are usually mostly white with patches of color, while Torties typically have a mainly brownish coat with streaks of colors and almost no white. However, there is an exception. In rare cases, cats can have an extra X chromosome making them XXY. These cats present as male, but can be Calico because they have two X chromosomes. On a side note, please keep in mind that even sterile male cats should be neutered. From there, they may have been brought down along the Mediterranean to port cities in Italy, Spain, and France.
My favorite. You have to know, me and Whimsy damn near had a nervous breakdown over the entire thing. The pregnancy, the birth, weaning, the kittens actually getting free and being here, there, everywhere. Like a plague of locusts, except furry, with tiny claws, and tiny poop. Whimsy had them, on my loveseat, and made me sit right there, beside her, while she gave birth to them. If I got up she tried to follow me. When I gingerly picked her up, taking my life into my own hands, and put her in the birthing box, she jumped out, went back to the loveseat and jumped up there.
I had that birthing box made up for her, all comfy, and padded, and covered with stuff that could be thrown away,or washed thoroughly, oh god. But, no. That, and it was her first litter. I had to get all that padding out, and in addition, get more towels and stuff, and pad hell out of my loveseat. I like that loveseat. Oh God! It kinda matched mine. A newborn kitten.
I marveled that once that initial surprise passed, instinct took over, and she knew what to do. She did great. All her babies lived, and stayed alive. Even Nugget. He was born last. She was a little startled by him, I think.
Golden Haired Surprise, he was. His dad. But, no way could I keep 6 kittens, soon to be fertile cats, and their mother. He was so little. So left out. I brought him back home with me. I could hear Whimsy, in the house, before I got the door open.
These cats have a yowling type meow. Very similar to Siamese cats. These can. She was yowling, a meow. Loudly, over, and over. She was looking for her babies. Calling them. My heart nearly broke. I unlocked the door, and she came running, and I gave her Nugget. She was rumbling in her chest, and chittering at him.
Trilling, sort off. Have you heard tortoiseshell cats, or any cats do that? Then she started purring. Nugget, that little maniac, he wanted to nurse. But, she let him nurse. Because he continued to nurse until he was almost as big as her.
It verged on the obscene, before we got him to stop. Again, we lost our minds. So, he made up for lost time. Poor Whimsy. She lived up on top of the tables, and sideboard in my house. She could barely jump down to the floor, without the Milk Monster, attacking her. If she was laying down, sleeping somewhere, Nugget would slither up, and latch on. She still loves to do that.
Particularly, birds. Nugget is intrepid, though. He taught himself to climb up the side of one of the tables, and hop onto the low table in front of her window.
And, surprise mother! Her face. This boy. How in the…. Whimsy did get spayed, once we got Nugget off the juice. He got his checkup, and shots and he got neutered, too. They said Whimsy came out of the anesthesia, yowling.
And kept yowling. Right until they put her in her carrier so I could bring her home. At home, Nugget was a bit spraddle legged. Nugget went scampering by her, kinda close to her face, she wobbled, and fell over.
It was pitiful. I put her in a soft bed, in the quiet bedroom. She slept it off, and came out the next day. She was sore, they gave me medicine for her, and she went back to her room, to sleep. Probably because of her kid. He was fine. Ball less. But, fine. Or really, a couple of teenagers. I was very sick, a few months ago.
Not the coronavirus, thank god. This was in Febuary, in Southeast Texas, in the boondocks. Well, officially, anyway, but I wonder. Anyway, I want everyone to know that an abscessed tooth is an emergency. Do not mess around, making excuses. And secondly, all the structures in your mouth and face are very vascular.
Your lymph nodes are close. So, your brain. You can die from this. People have. I almost did. I was so sick. I had a high fever, with a shaking chill. The cats, they knew. They were very worried. Whimsy never left my side. Nugget, he did the same, on the other side. They were trying to take care of me. When I managed to get up, they would follow me, right on my heels. More like escorting me. If one did, the other one stayed in. Then when that one came back, the other one would go out.
Well, I ended up in the ER. They did an emergency tracheostomy in my neck there, because my throat, my airway, was nearly swollen shut, and they hooked me up to a ventilator, using the trach. I had gone unconscious, already. My blood pressure dropped, my O2 sat. I was in septic shock. They sent me miles away, to a big hospital, where I had emergency surgery, and stayed in Critical Care ICU, for 4 days. Then, another 2 days in regular ICU, and another 2, in a regular hospital room.
I came very close to dying. I had told myself that night, before I went to the E. I need antibiotics. My poor cats, they would have just been there, lying close to me. The thought of it all still gives me the shivers. When I came to, the nurses had those air compression boots on my lower legs to prevent blood clots forming. Are you familiar with those? They inflate, and squeeze, then deflate, and loosen. Most people hate those. They complain that they startle them, wake them up.
I thought it was my cats, sitting on each of my legs, rythmically kneading my legs with their paws, lol. Press, release, press, release. I got up, and got moving, to get out of there. The coronavirus was jumping off, and I was in a freaking hospital. Not good. And, I was worried about Whimsy, and Nugget. My mom was grudgingly throwing food in their bowls.
Long back story. She lives across the parking lot, from me. Yes, she knew I was sick. Me, and Whimsy, and Nugget. And worried. Then, I left. They were alone. What would you think, and feel, if you were a cat? When I got home, there they were. They were so happy to see me. They galloped to me. I love it when cats run like that. I was so happy to see them. Not yet, anyway. So, Yay! And, they began kneading them with their paws, and purring. Press, release, press, release, press, release.
And, we quarantined, happily, ever, after. Thank you, for letting me tell it. I guess I needed to. I was going to simply comment, a short comment, about feeling the same. But, thank you, if you actually read all of it. But, really, better than most people. Our pets, our cats, we love them. They love us.
We want to take care of each other. Stay safe, everybody. Just hold on, a little while longer. Just pet your cats. Randy and Becky I am curious how is your kitty? It sounds like she wanted to be your friend already. Sometimes kittens have anxiety about being captured or picked up because of where they come from she could have possibly been roughly caught by children when she was with her litter or something like that.
In any case I would think she certainly would be better by now with proper care. I have a calico. We have three cats. Our calico, Anna, our orange tabby, Meowey, and our tortoiseshell, Angel. She kind of gets along with them.
I love them a lot, but Anna is afraid of balloons. Hmmm well The only thing to fear is fear itself right?? So Get her used to being around balloons and see what happens. My calico is a beautiful girl with the brightest personality! She is always playing with my dog but is very gentle and always sleeps under the covers with me. It is hilarious because all of the calico cats that I have owned I have owned 3 are pretty independent but then they just start yelling at you when they want attention!
She is really clever and can make anything a toy, and I mean anything. That is funny you say that about the covers. I rescued my calico on She loves the sun coming in the windows and will ignore you to get the sunbeam and is just starting to snuggle under the covers.
Her long whiskers wake me up, and like you, lift the covers and she is down for the count. She loves when we play with the laser pointer and I reward her with verbal and a treat when we are done. She knows when it is bedtime too. She follows me to every room in the house no matter what. She loves an open window sill and watches the birds and people. Easy going… I am going to introduce her to a cat of the same age… will see what happens.
My Calli talks as well. My calico lady diana was like ur calico she sleep under a baby blanket or in bed under covers with me.. Sweet nobody knew i had a cat in my bag with babyblanket.. She has also never had any health issues. I got her at 1 month old and she was barely 1 pound. Was that ok for her to leave her mom so early? I have a calico, her name is Lily, she is my girl, very affectionate with me and she thinks she is a human.
Love to be around other women too specially when we have get togethers. She is a senior now but still she is very curious and love chasing creatures. I have a beautiful patched tabby calico who turned 14 years old in March. She definitely has her own personality. She talks a lot and well screams until she gets what she wants. She only wants love and pets when SHE wants them.
She has been a huge part of our family and as annoying as she can be I hope we have many more years with her. I have same cat but also Polydactyl hemmingway …i wish i understood her meows and clicks and chirps.. My calico used to come up in the bed and uncover my face if the covers were over my head, and then she would snuggle up close to my chin. Sweetest thing ever. Now there are other cats in the house and she has a thyroid issue and has to take medication.
It took her the longest of the other 3 cats to adjust to them and to a new place. She and our young tortie seem to enjoy playing at times. I had a female calico cat for 12 years. She had Kidney Failure. I had to put her to sleep. I miss her everyday-she was my buddy. She had a beautiful coat with a great personality. My beautiful female calico cat was with me for 15 years. She too had kidney failure which I tried to keep under control but recently developed anemia and a heart murmur.
I made the heartbreaking decision to put her to sleep yesterday afternoon. I am so incredibly sad and miss her so much. She brought so much joy to my life. Hi Roberta, I just lost my beautiful Calico Casey to a brain tumor.
She was about 12, and we loved her so much. We fed her the best food, faithfully took her to the vet every year, and spent lots of time together. Like you, I am incredibly sad and miss my girl so much. To stop this ramble I now have a very full of energy kitten with some big paws to fill so maybe think of seeking out a new friend good luck fellow feline enthusiast Big Al.
My calico had kidney faliure in was I had a 12 year old calico named Seeetie and one of her kidneys shivered up and she was on so much pain I had to put her to sleep.
I now have another calico cat and she now has Cystitis. However, it seems the other cat of the household might be fighting back and peeing on the beds as well. Does anyone know why the sudden naughtiness? I did go away for college for a few months and she could be acting out because of that.
Animals who have been potty trained and then start having accidents are trying to get you attention and let you know they are sick. Eventually they had failed kidneys. An excellent vet is priceless. One thing I know about Callis is that, once they pick their person, they want things to remain the same regarding the relationship. If you change things, they WILL, retaliate.
We had a beautiful Calico female named Patch. We were blessed to have her for 20 years, yes 20 years.
She was wonderful with our kids, who are now 18 and She was so patient with them when they were little. She was the queen of our pets, welcoming a adopted baby kitten 12 years ago as her own, as well as a 6 week old puppy seven years ago. They miss her as much as we do. As a family, we all said good bye to her. She is loved, and lived well past her life span, we were blessed to have her in our lives, and we miss her dearly. My calico Patches is a long haired beauty.
The only time she was naughty like that was when i had my daughters cat for a long weekend. She is a love, like so many of the other fore mentioned calicos she does like to sleep on my bed with me, but waits tell I say lets go to bed then she will go to my bedroom door and wait patiently until I am in bed then comes in and joins me.
Patches is 12 years old now. But when I sit down she is always at my side or in my lap. Loves it when I have company, and is always looking for attention. Many years ago I use to breed Siamese cats not known for their loving personalities and I must say, Patches is the best companion cat I have eer had. I had one that would tolerate it for about 30 seconds, then those claws got really sharp. I have a beautiful Calico that also has the Hemmingway Trait! She is on the big size I believe because of this!
She is now almost 14 yrs old! Punkinhead weight is 13 lbs! Never knew they were on the Rare side! Glad I read up on them! We have a beautiful calico, Maui, who we got at age 10 weeks from a rescue group. Our beloved Maine Coon mix died suddenly while we were out of town 2 weeks before we got Maui.
In fact, nearly all Calico cats are female. Males have one X and one Y chromosome while females have two X chromosomes. In cats, the gene that determines fur color is located on the X sex chromosome. While both male and female cats can get the orange gene from just one chromosome, it requires two X chromosomes for a cat to be Calico or Tortoiseshell cat. That almost always means that Calico cats are female.
How rare are male Calico cats? Just 1 in every 3, Calico cats is male. These male Calico cats have an extra X chromosome XXY , which differs from the usual XY chromosomes of the normal male and the XX chromosome pair found in a female cat. Most of those male Calico cats is born sterile. The Calico hair color happens by chance — they are not a genetically engineered breed.
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