'Kezzie' was my absolute first love. I first saw him in an advertisement and had to have him. It didn't matter that he was in Cumbria or that dad didn't want any more cats, or small details like that.

Kezzie is an utter gentle giant, he has never put his claws out on anyone, or shown any signs of aggression to anyone or anything, and when recently weighed at just over 2 years old, he's an impressive     9.5 kg

Kez is the perfect cat for us, as he loves going on walks in the garden, climbing the odd tree, and showing off by hiding in grass clumps and catching flies, he is also quite happy sat on your lap, with his nose buried into your neck snoring away, burying himself under my duvet whist covered in mud, and lying on his back with all four feet in the air is also an impressive talent of his.

Kezzie is a member of the household we never could never be without, with his incompetence in hunting, and his ability to be in exactly the wrong place at the wrong time. And his fascination with trees has now made Christmas fun. I just love him.

When we bought Kezzie, we also bought his brother Louie, who we unfortunately lost due to health problems, hence why we ended up with Ellie. We didn't think him trying to play with a big retriever was a brilliant idea, he thinks he's a dog as it is.

                         14 weeks old                                                  16 months old

                        4 months old                                                       16 months old 

Louie was a beautiful cat with a superb profile, and a temperament to match. If you ever left your door open at night he would be on you licking every part of skin visible until you either huddled yourself under your duvet, or shut him in the hall.

            6 months old                                4 months old 

                 14 weeks old                                 14 weeks old