The oldest is Twig, the three-legged Moggie. She came to us as a tiny kitten who looked as though she had been made out out 6 Twiglets (one for her body, 4 legs and a tail). She had the loudest voice and was convinced she was starving - a notion that has stuck with her ever since! She had a hind leg removed in 2004, at the age of 11, after a cancerous growth was discovered in her heel.



We had worries as to how she would cope but after 1 night recuperating in a pen, she was happily hopping about the next day and she has never looked back.

Here she is in a photo taken last May (on the settee, proving 3 legs don't hold you back).





Next is Minmin, who came to us a feral kitten caught by the RSPCA - with the additional benefit of ringworm! At first we couldn't touch her; which probably wasn't helped by the ringworm treatment but she seemed to understand we wouldn't hurt her and over time she mellowed slightly.

However something really strange happened around the time she turned 7, she suddenly decided we were fine and would happily came and talk to us. Now of course she has turned into an extremely loving cat, who loves cuddles and gives you lots of soggy kisses.





Last, but by no means least, Orlando (Loricha Lordoftherings), a Caramel Silver Shaded Oriental Longhair, who had a slight culture shock when he met the mad Devons. They all dive in when it is time for food, he spends ages thinking about it and by the time he makes up his mind, it's all gone. The Devons have a terrible time washing him as his coat is all wrong!