He was patient and tolerant of the kids, yet cool and independent. He was Jeff's favorite of our many cats. Addison loved for Tom to sleep in his bunk at night, even though I kept telling him that Tom cried to go out, waking me up, at about 4am each morning. Ivey and Olive called him "Tommy", showering him with unwanted affections...and tea parties. Sometimes he was "Tommy" , or "Tomcat"...but, Jeff named him "Tom". And we loved him.
Tom, very clearly the coolest cat that we have ever owned, was hit by a car last week.
The house just isn't the same without you jumping out at us... and running around eating all of the other cats' food!
We'll miss you, big boy!
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