The Three Lives of Thomasina is a landmark film in the life of a bratty oilfield boomer-child bounced from homestead to homestead, with my best friend, Smoky, the half-Russian Blue kitty who knew all my secret whispers in the dark nights of childhood after lights out. After seeing
The Three Lives of Thomasina , I knew I wasn't the only little girl whose best friend never compliained and never let me down until the day she went to the large kitty heaven in the sky, just like it was revealed to me in the film. The life of the McDhui family allowed me to accept and embrace my inner appreciation of how pets can transform lives.
All the wonderful Scottish scenery (including the gorgeous Patrick
McGoohan) was merely froth on the complete cup of latte that this film
encompasses. Who wouldn't want such great little friends like Mary
McDhui (Karen Dotrice) had. Her kitty died, and they all had this
great, dramatic funeral with bagpipes, no less!
Laurie McGregor (Susan Hampshire) also had that great house in the
country where she would rescue the wounded, both animals and people.
And a delightful, happy ending. YAY!