I love cats, from when my daughter, Sarah was a little girl we have never been without a cat in our home.
My eldest daughter Sarah was seriously poorly and had life saving surgery at the age of 2. When she came home I said she could have anything she wanted. She asked for a kitten. Our first kitten came from our local pet shop, we called him Toby and he spent the next 16 years with us, before he sadly passed away from kidney failure.
Since then we have had a few moggies, all coming from cat rescue organisations. Spike and Lucy came together, but sadly Lucy only shared our lives for 2 years. Sooty joined Spike and again sadly he was only on loan to us for 2 years losing him to kidney failure. I started visiting our local RSPCA rescue centre on a regular basis looking for a special moggie to come and share our lives. On one visit I spotted a beautiful all black cat. When I asked about her I was told she was not suitable for rehoming at that time. Apparently she had been rescued by the RSPCA following a report from a householder that he could hear cat cries coming from their next door garage, the house had been sold and was empty. On investigation this dear little cat was found locked inside and about to have kittens. She was taken to the local RSPCA were she had 6 babies the following day. All the kittens had new homes, but Mum was to traumatised by the whole experience, and could not be handled. She only allowed one RSPCA volunteer to enter her pen and over a period of time she allowed this person to feed her chicken from her hand. I was determined to take her home and give her a new happy life with us, and thats exactly what happened. At first she was so scared that she lived under my youngest daughters bed, that was her safe place and lived under there for 3 months. We placed a litter tray at the top of the stairs and food and water in the room. We named her Carla and took it in turns to sit in the room with her, the person spending the most time was my husband, he would spend many hours lying on his stomach, talking softly and tempting Carla with little pieces of freshly cooked chicken. When we all tucked up in bed at night, Carla would venture out from her safe place and you would hear her running up and down the stairs, it was like she was having her regular exercise, we would fall asleep listening to her and in the morning she would be tucked away again. Eventually she gained confidence and she would be seen popping her head round the lounge door. Carla has been by far our biggest challenge in our moggies. She has now been with us for 7 years and although still a little timid she is a happy and much loved cat.
SPIKE
CARLA
My love for siamese began when I was a young child. I have very vivid memories of 2 seal points girls my Father had during the first 8 years of my life. As I grew up I knew one day I would be honoured to share my life with one of these highly intelligent and utterly amazing cats. That dream came true at Christmas 2005 when Holly an 18 week old Chocolate Tabby girl joined our family, thanks to my dear friend Margaret Fallows of Hafpenny Siamese. From that day I have been overjoyed with her and Rosie, a 13 week old Chocolate Point Siamese kitten who joined us the following Summer with thanks to Sylvia Gibbons of Richdale Siamese.
HOLLY
ROSIE
During 2007 my ultimate dream came true and we took Rosie to stud in the Summer and during the Autumn she presented us with 3 adorable little boy kittens. I decided to keep one little boy, and called him Bailey, the other two were found loving, caring new owners, with whom I am in contact with and have regular undates on their antics.