The vagrant

Don't feel sorry for Black Jack Meanioni.  He looks rough, but that's his life.  Born and raised at Fox Farm, he had a decent
upbringing, but by the age of 2, moved out to seek his fortune.  Every spring around 
March 1, BJM comes back to Fox Farm and, by the end of May, little black or gray ghost kittens start running around the farm.  This dominant tom, never touched by humans, 

roamed the neighborhood 

for the better part of 10 years.  He fights for the right to sire kittens at possibly 4 farmsteads, and battle scars tell the story.  Its already March 6 and we haven't seen hide nor hair of Black Jack Meanioni......