Forest, the wild frantic boy who wanted to live

I was trapping kittens who would otherwise be shot at what I called the Bone Pile colony. The cat owners, who never fixed their cats, threw dead cats and kittens on a pile, which became a pile of bones. All the cats were nearly starved to death and frantic for food. In thier distress over such neglect, they clung to one another. I went in to save all the remaining cats and ended up removing two dozen, mostly teens, some wild. By the last three out--an all white little boy, a Siamese girl and a wild thing brown tabby, I was running out of names for all these cats. I finally came up with Snow, Rose and Forest. Forest, the brown tabby boy, who is camo striped like an Oregon forest, remains with me. Forest is a happy boy now!