As I make my morning walk in the garden I frequently have one, if not two, companions. Our cats, Toots and Bobby Bobbins, often join me on my early morning strolls. Though I'd like to believe that they join me for the company and peace and quiet of a wakening up time, I think their real motivation is to remind me that they need their breakfast!


PS Bobby is the camera-shy one.
We have two cats whom we live with at Holly Grove. They came to stay with us just over 2 years ago when they were about 15 weeks old. I say about 15 weeks as we don't know exactly when they were born. We adopted them from a cat rescue centre, they were such timid little things; born on a factory site to a feral mother they were not used to human contact.
But now 2 years on, what a difference, they rule the roost, though Bobbins (the tabby) is still unsure of strangers, our Tootsie (black as your hat) loves people and is as soft as butter.
We get such pleasure from watching them cavorting around the garden and they keep the mice and rabbit population at bay - no mean feat in this neighbourhood!