These two young cats are regular guests with Notting Hill Cat Company, and although Ginger the larger of the two cats, still gets a bit shy on arrival, Timmy, with his shiny black coat and clear eyes, is immediately at home. He wanders around with his tail up, giving the furniture a cursory rub, before hopping up the cat stairs and taking his place on top of the kitty cloud, a platform bed where our feline guests can relax, undisturbed. It doesn’t take long for Ginger’s gentl

Ginger is a large cat with beautiful markings in shades of orange that swirl around his body, legs and tail. His eyes are the colour of caramel and match his fur perfectly. He appraises his surroundings methodically, registering each new smell as though taking an inventory. Approaching me with confidence, he sniffs the surrounding air before filing and cataloging me with the rest of the stock. Timmy, Gingers adopted brother is the more timid of the two. A smaller, black cat

5 yr old Pippin arrived yesterday, a solid ginger Tom who’d been recently rescued and even more recently had the snip. As a rescue cat he had been re homed several times and returned because he was aggressive without anyone at the centre noticing he had never been neutered. This was a shocking oversight considering the size of his very developed balls, and very unsettling for the affectionate Pippin who was being bounced from home to home. We watched as he padded around the f

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Carnival Sunday and Pandora sits on the printer and stares agitated at vibrating window. Her eyes are wide and her ears stand up stiff and alert. I close the window, muffling the sound and stopping most of the vibration but the cats still look agitated and make their feelings clear by staying in the bedroom for the rest of the day. When I go to check on them I am relieved because the bedroom is quiet and sunny and apart from the distant beat of music, they seem undisturbed.

I'm ashamed to say I spent my second day with Hummus hiding in the bedroom, while he hid under the sewing machine table. I'd talked to Leah (Hummus's owner) earlier that day and she was very concerned that Hummus was not settled and that I was banished to my bedroom. She gave me similar advice to Anita and said definitely don't approach Hummus when he's hissing and make sure you're safe. I worked and ate in my bedroom but at some point I would have to go back into the front r