I got myself a scanner for my birthday recently!
So here they all are, all the rest of the wonderful cats I've had the privilege to share my life with, in order of how old they'd be if they were all still with us.
Starting with Milly - a flu, flea and worm ridden tiny kitten we got from a local farm who grew into a somewhat rotud and very cantankerous old black cat!
Then Paddy. A veritable lion. We reckon he had some wildcat or Norwegian Forest in his ancestry somewhere. In fact the kitten of my best friend's very unassuming looking short hair tabby and white!
Now Octy. I did some voluntary work at a Blue Cross shelter when I was young and had him picked out since I saw his pregnant mum! He lived to the ripe old age of 17.
Boris (b&w) and Tasha were brother and sister. Tasha succumed(sp?) to the big road when young but Boris was 15 when he died. He looked and acted the softest and daftest cat when with people, but was one of the most accomplished hunting cats we had.
And Jessie - we reckon her and MIlly must have had anscestry in common - they both so very alik in every sense!
Finally Maisie (asymetrical) and Tigger. Obviously tiny kittens here but also grew into very neat and compact cats. Maisie is the only one still with us, aged about 17.
That's the lot - hope you like them all!