I GET MISTY......

  Look at me I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree
And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud I can't understand
I get misty just holding your hand

That song is such a beautiful love song, sung by both Frank Sinatra and Johnny Mathis. Not that I named my new kitten after a love song... but the name Misty just seemed to stick in my head and so that is who she became. She sort of fits the lyrics...
helpless, yes ... sort of when she wants to be and independent as heck when she chooses.
clinging... yes, to me every chance she gets
And, I get Misty because she wants me to hold Her Paw.

Okay, all of you, in unison.... AHHHHHHH!!!!

Misty is a brown tabby, an animal shelter kitten and the minute she saw me she started begging.... 'I wanna go home with you'.

I am such a sucker!! I couldn't say no.

She whispers in my ear.... 'thank you for saving me'

So, you say that this is a mouse. Hmmm, never saw a white one before.

It just lies there. Is it dead?

This is pretty... wonder if it is to eat.

Yuck!  I think not!!

 

So, now you have met my new kitten, Misty. She's curious, rambunctous, loving, cuddly and I know we will have lots of fun.