me aged around 6/7 years old. with my kitten on the right. i begged my mum to get a cat, when i learnt that my aunts cat was having kittens. she said, 'ask your father', so i begged my dad knowing that he would probably say no. he relented after a while. and we got timmy. he was the runt, the littlest of the litter. i could fit him in my hand. here he is with his three brothers. my aunt kept one and the other one went to a home in kent.
we had him until i was 20. and unfortunately he had kidney problems. for four or so years we took him to the vet to have monthly injections, twice yearly blood tests. and special food. until at the age of 14 we had to have him put down. healthy looking, i put him in his little wicker basket and off to the vet he went. i couldnt bare going. now we have his ashes on the mantle piece with a few little cats on top. he was a character. when we travelled he stayed over my aunts.
look at my hair, still the same style!!! and with the annoying cow lick in the fringe i notice. loving the red socks with the patent shoes.