Sherpa was Dawn’s son, one of a litter born in the fields. When Dawn brought them to the garden for weaning, there were four kittens; three of them sadly only lived for a few weeks, but the fourth (Sherpa) was stronger but, as Dawn was not providing what Sherpa needed, Cheese took over Sherpa’s care – a move that surely saved his life.

To celebrate Sherpa, a naturally inquisitive, lively and mischievous boy, here are six photos, one from each of his first six months in the garden.

Month 1 – Sherpa, underweight and not properly cared for. This was a couple of days before I put him with Cheese in the hope that she would take over his care from his natural mother, Dawn.

Month 2 – within four days, Cheese had cleaned Sherpa up, shown him how to eat and drink independently, and taught him how to wash. Small though he was, he now had a future.

Month 3 – Sherpa was turning into a typical mischievous little garden kitten. He had almost perfected his innocent expression and was filling out nicely.

Month 4 – bridging the gap between kitten and young cat, Sherpa was turning into a confident and independent member of the Garden Family.

Month 5 – nothing was safe. Sherpa just had to be in the middle of everything, checking it all out. This facet of his character accompanied him into adulthood.

Month 6 – very much the young gentleman, and looking more like his father, Thundercat, every day (but still as mischievous as ever).

Sometimes, you need to focus on the success stories, and Sherpa was undoubtedly one of those.