This was my beloved pet cat that we found on the woods last summer. He made a good garden company, even sometimes he would play with my camote tops. A squash or two were killed but since aiming the garden hose at him, the kitten laid off a bit. He was my constant companion, and it was a pleasure watching him grew. He was my companion during the hurricanes, but shortly after that he was run over. It was very sad and lonely day for me. I missed him, but every time I recall our time together, I would always smile, still missing him. He was my second cat. Third one? Maybe when I go back home.