We Three, Ginger cats tales

Maurice: No, look. It does say ' mouse cake'.

She went away and returned with a mirror, so now we can see our reflected glory. Beautiful ginger, we glow like firecats.  This morning t...

Eighteen years ago She had a big white cat, the legendary Comfrey, who walked and walked the hills with Her. When he died, in mysterious ...

Rosie and Maurice curled on the dog bed, dreaming, while Pixie was pinned to the path by the weight of late summer sunshine.  

Although we know She should be working we thought itwas time that She should be walking, so we clawed Her out from Her studio, away from ...

At times like this the cats move over to let me speak. Martha has been ill for some time. Well, not really ill, but old. Today she was put ...

Things have been quiet for a time in the House of Ginger. We have been staying close to the house, watching the rosehips ripen to red, watc...

Gingercat, where a cat should be, on a lap! By Amanda Popham . For the past week or so She has been so busy, and always on the computer, on...

When we are not working hard promoting Her work and taking a look at the work of Amanda Popham, which is lovely...... ...we like to p...

It has been a while since we posted. Not because we have been busy. We have just been being cats, which is the best ting to be. And not ...

La te morning and finaly She starts to walk, up the green lane that now tunnels the emerald summer light , narrowed by grass and fern and b...