I was talking to my sister on the phone today and we got to talking about Penfold and other cats we’d lost over the years. Talk turned briefly to Tiger. Tiger was a wild farm bred kitten we took into the household in the winter of 1973/4. He was never fantastically healthy – due we think to some inbreeding. Unlike his successors, he lived a relatively short life succumbing to rheumatic fever in the winter of 1985 aged 11 years. Anyway, the conversation prompted me to dig out some old pictures and I found the one on the right. Uncannily it is almost identical to the one taken twenty years later of Penfold. The pose is exactly the same. The other cats have never been caught on camera pulling this stunt – it must be a ginger thing…
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