I have been Spring cleaning in January, old photos found at the back of the wardrobe remind me of how long I have loved creatures with four paws and tails, seems its a life time choice.
A bit of nostalgia....
That was me, the cute one in the front touching the dogs nose, apparently that dog was a bit snappy so my mother - the headless one on the right - was wringing her hands with worry. The three ladies are Great Aunts I believe, except the one in the middle she was a cousin removed or something like that. Families are odd and sadly I don't have any contact with any of them any more, but that is the earliest one I have of me and some furry creatures.
Until I lived on my own I never had pets, the odd canary in a cage or goldfish in a bowl but not a dog or cat, I think I am making up for lost time some days.
That is me on the right, many years ago, the little boy in the photo is my son Ben who turned 22 last month (December). We lived in Kent, a small village called Minster just outside of Canterbury but closer to Margate and Ramsgate. Both the kids were born in Margate and the husband and I were married in Ramsgate a couple of years after this photo was taken.
The gorgeous German Shepherd dog was my Ricky, my first dog that was mine. He was my best friend and lived with us until he was 15. He died here in Hereford and now stays under the bed in a box with Suki my other dog who was his partner in crime and died a few years later.
The girls. The second batch of girls as Foxy Loxy and Badger came on consecutive nights and took my girls. After that we decided to not have chickens as we do live rural here in Hereford and its not really fair when you know you have foxes, badgers, birds of prey, pheasants, hedgehogs and the occasional duck dropping in on its way to the river.
That old black and white boy in the next photo, that was my Claude when he was 22 just before he passed away. It was his passing that left us with no cats for the first time in 20 years. We didn't have long to wait before a now familiar face arrived to live here. We have always had strays, the abandoned cats, abused ones and dumped ones. They have all had their problems and quirks, but old Claude he was a cat in a million who didn't age gracefully but we loved him anyway. He was the last of a long line of 9 quirky cats, Gordy is number 10 and Teeko is number 11.
The beautiful watchful eyes of my Izabel, our only puppy (they have all been re-homes) who will be 10 this coming August. How the years have flown past!
The boys. Defi, on the right says hello to Gordy who had just arrived the night before this photo was taken, they are still as close as ever 2.5 years on.
Defi loves nothing better than a good wallow in the mud! I don't think I have ever come back from a dog walk with him staying clean and golden and I always joke that this dog could find a puddle in a desert!
Defi, Gordy and Iz. Just one of my favourite photos.
The famous little cat himself, or should that be infamous? Gordy.
..and our newest member of the pack, well the four pawed pack anyway, Teeko the old man Birman cat, he of the blue eyes and the 'look'. He makes me laugh when he looks at Gordy with the bemused 'really you are a cat?' look.
Teeks, as we call him, or Tick Tock, doesn't do very much he will be 15 in April and I think he was born an old man cat as his ways are very sedentary and slow. This cat needs to cat nap for 10 hours a day, at least, to be able to sleep though the night. Like Gordy, Teeks is a house cat now that he lives with us (he is a natural house cat as when he lived next door he never left his garden and only went out there because he didn't have a litter box in the house). We have known him for the best part of 10 years as he was our neighbours cat and both my kids and I have taken care of him, visiting him and feeding him, sitting in the sunshine on his old deck in a beautiful garden with fish pond and Monet bridge over for many weeks at a time whilst they visited their other home in Spain. Now they have moved permanently Teeko lives with us and when not snoozing on my daughters bed he likes to sit on the top of the fish tank in the living room and watch Gordy try and figure out how to get up there!