Bengal’s are Beautiful and exotic cats who are loved by so many individuals around the world. With their graceful movements and unusual intricate markings its like getting a part of the wild in your own living room. Staring up at you with their green or golden eyes as they are true Lap Leopards to be enjoyed by everyone of any age. In my findings these beautiful cats are every bit the same in behaviour as your average house cat with normal litter box habits. They are curious, curious, and explorative and adapt well to other household pets. They have the same nutritional and immunization requirements as regular domestic cats. Bengal’s are relatively large cats with a short haired coat. Males can include 18-25 pounds and females 7-15 pounds. The face has a feral look with small rounded ears and exotic facial features. With colors ranging from Snow that are varying shade of white cream background with light brown pattern, to the Brown which is various levels of Rufus, Golden, Light Brown to Black-Brown Carmel colors, and the new accepted colour the Silver which is a white back ground with a black pattern. There are various other degrees of colours not known yet that are Blues, Chocolates.
The Bengal Cat is a wonderful cat to have and love. They have wonderful temperaments while keeping beautiful exotics feral patterns and characteristic that’s unique to just the Bengal Cats. These gorgeous creatures have a few unique qualities for instance they love water and do not have a problem jumping into the shower with you. And they like to go on long walks on a leash or car rides to go shopping. Largely they love to be with people they are very social and like most cats they’re extremely entertaining.
Bengal Cats range from highly exotic being closer in creation to their own hybrid ancestors The Asian Leopard Cat all the way to being domesticated with exotic markings.
The Bengal Cat is a cross from the Asian Leopard Cat and the domestic cat. The most commonly used domestic crosses were the Abyssinian, Edgewood Wildlife Removal, Egyptian Mau and the Ocicat. This was done to preserve the effort of retaining the magnificent beauty of the Asian Leopard Cat. The first three generations are called cats. By the time they get to the fourth generation they’re considered SBT that is the domestic cat resembling characteristics of the Asian Leopard Cat. The first documented cross between the Asian Leopard Cat and the domestic cat in the United States is recorded in 1963 by Jean Mill.
The Asian Leopard Cat is a small wild spotted cat, weighing about twenty pounds. The overall construct of the Asian Leopard Cat (Felis Bengalensis) is similar to a normal domestic cat, but with somewhat longer legs and a back. They’ve a fairly small head with a short narrow muzzle, large eyes and a thick tail. There are around ten sub-species all showing different variations in body color and can be found in southern Asia, across India, threw China, Korea and the Soviet Far East. It can also be found on islands such a Sumatra, Philippines, Taiwan, Borneo, Bali and Java. Since the Asian Leopard cat dwells in so many regions they’ve acquired many different names such as the Javan cat, Wagati cat, Chinese cat or”cash cat”, due to the -so called- spots resembling Chinese coins.
Here’s a brief Fictional story to explain where the Bengal Cat received its markings enjoy.
The Legend of the Marble Cat Deep, deep in the rainforest, a very long time ago, a jungle mum gave birth to six, ideal small kittens and the Spirit of the Forest was pleased. Four of them looked just like their mother, soft and gold and seen all over, like miniature leopards, a pattern designed by nature to hide them in the deep forest from fearful and ancient enemies who liked kittens for lunch. They, also, had coats as soft as velvet, but among them was all gold, as bright as the sun and the other was as white as the full moon! Mother named them Sunlight and Moonbeam. Deep in the nest, hidden in the secret glen behind the waterfall, at the thickest part of the volcano in which the trailing orchids bloomed in a wild and vibrant profusion, Mother cared for her kittens and stressed. She knew that her son Moonbeam and her daughter Sunshine would soon be exposed to a very dangerous world and with their beautiful, bright coats, they would stand out like lights on the jungle floor, easy for enemies to see. As the kittens grew and the day approached when they’d be venturing in the safety of the den, Mother started to council them in the ways of concealment: To Sunshine and Moonbeam she said:”Now, remember, until you are grown and can run very fast, you must stay under vines and leaves so you will be hidden from above. Never venture into the open jungle unless you are able to sit at a spot of bright sunlight or a beam of the full moon, for that’s what you look like. To her spotted children she explained:”You must also be cautious, but you might use the pattern of the forest floor as your camouflage. When stalking your prey, proceed only when they look away and when you freeze in position, your spots will help you to disappear in the sun dappled jungle. And so it was that the two kittens learned to conceal their distinctive beauty, venturing out from under the leaves and vines only rarely, while their seen sisters and brothers came and went as they pleased, carrying their concealment with them. The Spirit of the Forest was happy. One bright, sunny day, Mother took her four tiny leopards on a hunting lesson, warning Sunlight and Moonbeam to stay hidden until they returned. “I don’t want to stay here all day.” Whined Sunshine,”Me either. I want to watch Mother.” replied Moonbeam. “Why don’t we just creep from plant to plant and keep hidden. She will never know we’re there.” suggested Sunshine. Off they went, excited to be on an adventure, and, being the good kittens they were, preceding cautiously as well, recalling all of the classes their mother had taught them. They could smell the scent of their family and followed it. They scampered on, constantly under the leaves of plants that are growing, while the sun painted beautiful, undulating patterns of deep colour on their bright coats. As their eyes adjusted to the pure sunlight, the kittens saw that they were in the edge of a brightly lit clearing, full of dry weeds and gold grasses. Up against a rock wall were their brothers and sisters, cringing in the presence of… Jackal! An extremely large Jackal! He was in between Mother and her kittens. Everybody understood Jackals eat kittens! Glancing back and forth between the kittens and their mother, Jackal sneered and boasted to her,”You know I will get at least one of them, maybe even two. Why, I will be out of this with my lunch until you can reach me. I just don’t know which one to take first. They are all so fat and yummy looking.” Under the cover of a leaf, Sunshine and Moonbeam looked at each other and passed one thought between them. “Mother’s lessons!” They silently circled the little clearing, keeping to the cover of the woods. Now they were on opposite sides of Jackal and entered the dry weeds. Softly. Quietly. Maintaining as flat to the ground as the dry, dusty rocks, they inched toward their ancient enemy, every moving only when he turned his attention to gloat to Mother or frighten the kittens. As they neared the Jackal, Mother’s crouching posture changed just slightly, subtlety. She knew they were there! She couldn’t smell them because they had wisely placed themselves down wind of the enemy, but she could just barely see her bright and beautiful children in the bright sunshine of the field! Intent on the kittens he had cornered, Jackal was unaware; he never knew what hit him. Jackal took half a step toward the frightened kittens frozen against the rock face and Wham! The earth before him erupted in a squalling, screaming fury of knives and teeth! Stunned and frightened, Jackal felt Mother’s teeth sink into his rear haunches and her claws rack his sides. Slashing, screaming demons were fastened to his mind! Leaping madly about the clearing and crashing into rocks and trees, Jackal finally was able to dislodge his attackers and all he could see with the eye that was still open, was the tail end of MotherNature, as she disappeared into the jungle. Panthera, Tiger Lily, Orchid and Raven was stunned by the seemingly sudden appearance of their sister and brother, but wasted no time streaking past the besieged Jackal, into the safety of the rainforest. Together, they ran swiftly through the jungle, to the safety of their hidden den, at the secret glen, behind the waterfall, at the thickest portion of the volcano in which the trailing orchids bloomed. It had been a miracle. Mother cleaned her kittens and purred them . There! Under the big tree, or was it part of it? They thought they could see the faint kind of the Spirit of the Forest. They knew it was she who had summoned them. Her voice was like the whisper of the leaves or perhaps the passing breeze, but the kittens could hear her clearly in their heads. This was strange, indeed. Not in the time of any ancestor they could recall, had anybody actually seen the Spirit of the Forest, but, strangely, they weren’t frightened. She spoke,”You are my children and I love you. The Jackal is one of my children, but it wasn’t his destiny to eat kitten for lunch today. You have performed a selfless act of incredible bravery and will be rewarded. I give you something you’ve always desired, the gift of concealment.” To Moonbeam she explained:”You will be a cat of the night: I bless you with the misty shadows of the leaves and vines, falling across your back by the light of the full moon. You will be able to pass by unnoticed in the night jungle.” To Sunshine she explained:”You’re to be a cat of the day, wearing the deep shadows of the leaves and twisting creepers across your body, allowing your glittering sunlit coat glow through in bits and swirls. You will not be possible to see in the jungle on a sunny day. The kittens stepped out from under the leaves they’d instinctively stood under and were astonished to see that their coats had the patterns of their leaves and vines. As her voice and image began to fade, The Spirit of the Forest “From now on, your names will be Secret Sun and Hiding Moon. All of your unspotted descendants will be blessed with these marking as well, to hide them safely in either sunlight or moonlight. I’m pleased.” To this day, marbled kittens carry with them the patterns of the leaves and vines of that long ago jungle, the reward of the ancestors’ uncommon courage: the shadows throw them through the trees, from sunlight and the moonlight.