THOMAS WAS VERY SPECIAL TO ME. HE CAME FROM A LITTER OF FOUR AND WAS WHAT WE CALLED THE BLACKSHEEP OF THE FAMILY. HE HAD ONE BROTHER AND TWO SISTERS AND THEY WERE ALL LONG HAIRED AND BUSHY. THOMAS WAS A SLICK HAIRED AND SLEEK CAT AND WAS MY ONLY YELLOW STRIPED TABBY. HE WAS SO SMALL WHEN HE WAS A KITTEN I THOUGHT HE WAS HE RUNT OF THE LITTER. BY THE TIME HE GOT TO BE ABOUT 6 MONTHS OLD HE HAD GOT TO BE A BIG CAT AND OUTGREW SOME OF THE OTHERS. HE WAS NOT A CAT THAT CAME UP TO YOU ON HIS OWN, HE WAS A VERY PICKY CAT. WHEN HE WANTED TO BE LOVED YOU COULD RUB HIM ALL DAY, BUT IF HE DIDN'T HE WOULDN'T COME NEAR. HE WAS VERY VOCAL WHEN FEEDING TIME CAME AROUND AND WAS ALWAYS IN THE FIELDS HUNTING. HE WAS STICTLY A OUTSIDE CAT, HE DIDN'T LIKE TO BE CONFINED INSIDE. I DON'T KNOW WHAT REALLY HAPPENED TO THOMAS, ON SUNDAY HE WAS ACTING LIKE HE DIDN'T FEEL GOOD SO I PLANNED ON CARRYING HIM TO THE VET MONDAY MORNING. THAT NEXT MORNING I COULDN'T FIND HIM. WE LOOKED FOR DAYS AND FINALLY DID FIND HIM WAY BACK IN THE WOODS. HE LOOKED LIKE HE JUST LAYED HIS HEAD ON HIS PAWS AND FELL ASLEEP. IT BROKE MY HEART TO FIND HIM PASSED, HE WAS SUCH A YOUNG CAT WITH ALOT OF LIFE LEFT TO LIVE. I WILL MISS HIM FOREVER AND LOOK OUT ON TH E FIELDS AND STILL FEEL THAT I AN SEE HIM RUNNING ACROSS. HIS PASSING HAS LEFT A EMPTY PLACE IN MY HOME AND HIS LITTERMATES FEEL THE SAME WAY. I CAN SEE THEM GOING OUT LOOKING WHERE WE BURIED HIM AS THOUGH THEY ARE VISITING HIM. HE WAS MUCH LOVED AND WILL BE MISSED.