Our old feral Patriarch Gus has crossed the Rainbow Bridge.

He lived for over 20 years, most of which as a Feral cat.

He brought countless scared, starving, homeless cats to our backyard for sanctuary.

We watched one time as he and a Feral Mama

carried her six tiny kittens one-by-one

across the street

and over our fence to our backyard.

He was a fierce protector of his clowder as his scarred old faces shows.

When Snowmaggedon hit Texas,

he let us lure him inside for the first time.

That old battle-cat became a kitten sitter.

Those kits LOVED old Gus.

He got his first toy and played with it like a kit.

In his new sanctuary across The Rainbow Bridge,

I’m sure that within minutes

he became the Patriarch there too.

No cat has been braver, kinder or more loving than our Gus.

We are so honored to have had such a beautiful being in our lives for over 2 decades.

My wish for this world is to have more like Gus; fiercely protecting the vulnerable

and giving more than they receive.

Wouldn’t the world be a much better place?

We all love Mom’s lap,

especially when it is time to nap.

Alistair is really happy

when he gets the lap to himself for his nappy.