Mini Scaredy is about 2 years old (around 20 years old in human years). Scaredy Cat was her mom and Owl was her dad. Mini Owl was her brother and they were best friends and inseparable companions until Mini Owl disappeared about 6 months ago.
I have a whole weird history with the tribe of feral cats at my campsites. I know all their mothers and brothers and half-sisters and uncles and the whole history of each cat. Its like a secret society.
I often think of the little feral kitties as “lost boys” and “lost girls.” They remind me of Peter Pan somehow. Eternal children living and playing in an enchanted forest.