Charlie Parker. Goofball, bon viveur, gentle giant. A full yard of Maine Coon cat, Charlie enjoys the music of Dexter Gordon, birdwatching and chicken.

About me. The last of my elderly cats died peacefully in his sleep in July 2011. Because I'd not long finished radiotherapy for breast can Read more...

Charlie Parker. Goofball, bon viveur, gentle giant. A full yard of Maine Coon cat, Charlie enjoys the music of Dexter Gordon, birdwatching and chicken.

About me. The last of my elderly cats died peacefully in his sleep in July 2011. Because I'd not long finished radiotherapy for breast cancer, I decided that it possibly wouldn't be wise to get another cat. But I have to admit that the six catless months I spent felt horrible. I'd always had a cat in my life. And that's when Charlie came in; a pampered rescue cat with a troubled past who arrived on Christmas Eve. And he brought something into my life that I hadn't realised was missing - hope.