and Toby and two sisters were born on April 27th 2001, one week later their mother
vanished and didn't reappear. A month later her already decayed body was found -
apparently she'd been run over by a car and could only make it back to her hole in the
fence at the far end of the garden where she died and lay hidden by the tall grasses.
four weeks, Lini and Toby came to us. Raised by humans, they firmly believe they're human
too. Almost grown now - and extremely handsome, as I'm proud to say - they do everything
cats should do: chase and tussle each other, ruin upholstery, go foraging, pose, but they'
re also remarkably gentle, polite and gifted with a quiet self-assurance. .
||They still love each
other. Lini - Scavenger-Lin -, though only half the size of her strapping brother, is
Boss, and he, good-natured and a bit flummoxed by her fervor, sits and watches while she
lions down his extra treats (for a cat to wolf something down would be absurd, wouldn't
it?) and makes off with his playthings. Next moment, you find them sleeping in one of
their numerous nests, happily entwined so that you can't tell one from the other, her pink
nose shining brightly from that huge wad of breathing fur.