Thomasina

About 8 years ago three kittens were born under our house.  Two of them (Blackie and Mean Eye) are living in our back yard "Serengeti Preserve" but we were never able to catch the third one.  We called him Thomasina because we originally thought he was a girl, but even after we found out he was a boy, the name stuck because he was so timid and gentle.  He often stopped by our yard to eat, and whenever a new female cat would show up with a litter of kittens, he would care for the babies and guard them when the mom was away; it didn't matter whether they were his or not, he loved them regardless.

Last Saturday, Mrs. Feral and I got to stroke Thomasina's fur for the first time... he had been killed by a car.  We buried him in the garden next to his mother Thumbelina, half-sister Yoda (also hit by a car) and fellow feral Mangy.  See you at the Rainbow Bridge, my dear gentle friend...