I sat in the gorgeousness of the sun on a chair, in our small backyard, with Billy at my feet. I was at ONE with God, thanking him for Tummo's wonderful presence in our lifetime and life of hers. She truly was free to do whatever she wanted. She was nervous and skittish at times. A bit wild , truly. She had an ideal freedom for a cat: a warm bed at night, the whole street during the day if she felt like it. She never strayed far except at the beginning.