Gingernut might be about 14 years old but he is a fit lad and as I looked out the office window this afternoon there he was on one of his favourite spots. He spends hours perched on our neighbours fence just quietly taking in the sounds and activities of the area. When he first came into our lives he'd walk along the garden wall and patrol the estate. He does less of that now, which I put down to him being content within his own little patch.
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