Torti-tude, thy name is Cammie

[Felicia's Mom]

I think a tortie is beautiful.

Felicia is in that group, being a torbie.

When I first got her she had nothing to do with me, except to spit. She was alone all day while I was at work.

For a while, she acted like she didn't care if I came home or not. One day when I came home she was waiting at the door to greet me. She is usually at the door unless she hears a strange voice.