Thomas

In 1992 We were given Thomas when he was 7 weeks old, a gorgeous bundle of fluff.  I was heavily pregnant at the time and feeling very maternal - I used to carry him around on my shoulder, and when I sat down it was funny to watch him be booted off my belly by the baby kicking!   When he was 11 weeks old (and my baby was 3 weeks old by then) he had just started venturing outside the back door, one day we found him on the doorstep very poorly - a swift trip to the vet we found he was so badly injured we had to let him go.

RIP Thomas, you will always be missed, my little man.  (but I don't miss the *&!!*! who did that to him)