It is time to introduce you to Gingerman.

He is the last of my own sixteen year old cats, the other three having died over the last year.

Gingerman came to me when he was about four weeks old, he was not expected to live as he was so ill.

I was off work myself due to illness so I was able to give him my complete attention, to this day he likes nothing more than to get under the covers with me when I go to bed as this was how I nursed him at the time.

He has been the most lovely companion to me and over all these years has helped to socialise all the hand rear kittens which came my way.

He is gentle, kind and loving. He has always been the peacemaker of the group and none of the cats has ever got angry with him.

He is pictured here with Tahlullah my Maine Coon kitten. He likes her very much and she him.

I hope he lives for many more years, there is no better noise than his loud purr when we are together.

They broke the mould when he was made.