Where Ryme was a motherly sort of cat, Raptor was the explorer, the curious one, the trailblazer. The first of the kits to climb a tree, she loved being up high, keeping an eye on things from above (we didn't know that when we named her - her name originally actually made reference to her astonishingly long sharp claws, like a falcon's talons - but it proved particularly apt!) Unfortunately the majority of the early photos are blurred - she would never stay still long enough for me to take a decent picture - but here are a few favourites.
 Practising her climbing on the clothes horse... |
 ... and her balance on the top of the banister! |
 Yes, that is a Galia melon. She loved them. |
 Streeeeeeeetch... |
 Old perch, the indoor tree. |
 Getting down from the indoor tree! |
 Oooh, fish! |
 But why has the fish gone? |
 New perch, on top of the door cupboard. |
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Sleepy |
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 I love this photo. I wish I could find the original to take a larger scan... |
Raptor - much loved, deeply missed.