Sigh...I had a cat like that. It was beautiful to me too even though it was almost all black with white. It was a suited tux. Stray though. She always stayed by my bed when I was sick. She could get into the house at any time if it wasn't locked. she could open and close doors.
One day, a sad day, she just fell into tub, that probably made her feel bad, but the sad thing was she was such a fearless hunter that would bring back kill bigger than her. She could've took our small dog. She fell and we called the vet on Memorial day on an emergency, she had heart failure. As I watched my kitty pee it was sad. She couldn't control it and the pee was orange. I cried as the vet hooked her up. It was like crushing the spirit of Sunshine. Sunshine never needed help. She could do anything. The next day I knew as she finally gained her strength to walk to the kitchen I knew that was where she was going to end up and stay. My parents put her to sleep. I cried and went to the next room I wish I could've watched but Sunshine wouldn't want me to I mean she probably wanted to see me last but she would always want me to think of her as a loner. A wild thing that chose us just because she could. That we needed her not her needing us. I'm crying now so bye.