Many years ago, an itty-bitty calico kitty found her way into our barn - and into our hearts. She stayed with us for 15 years - until it was time for her to go on ahead.

My young nephew said she had so many colors, she looked like a quilt; one color next to another color next to another...thus...The Patchwork Cat.

Calico lived before today's infectious feline diseases existed. She lived during a safer, kinder time and didn't have the outdoor dangers that are present today.   So having been born a feral kitty, her greatest joy was to be Country Cat...surveying and hunting...always within the boundaries of her property...and then staying indoors and cuddling with her people. The best of both worlds.

We were privileged to be owned by Calico.   She was smart and clever and loving and funny. She defined her role in life and never wavered from her perceived responsibilities. She was my very special companion who saw me through my childhood and young adulthood.

Calico...my sweet patchwork cat.