GINGER

  Below is a drawing of my huggable, loveable but admittably heavy cat Ginger. He's twelve years old now and still going, even offerring time, occasionally, to play with the dog. (Although usually with a grumpy expression on his face.)

  Ginger's two favourite pastimes include sleeping and eating. His favourite bed spots include: beneath the fridge where the vent is (and giving an indignant look when you open the freezer), over the heater, on my bed, in the dog's bed, and on mum's lap.

  As the name implies, he is ginger in colour but his tummy (and a small section of his face) is a soft furry white. Ginger was my seventh birthday present and I love him to bits.

Evinar