Meet Missy

Guess what this yarn mess means? Yup, new kitten. We lost Chester when we moved to my parent's house. Coyotes were really loud and up close on occasion and he didn't come home one night. You can piece together the rest. Amanda was upset but understood that country life sometimes means a shorter life span for cats that insist on going outside like he did. He pretty much went nutty if you kept him inside for too long. We tried to break it to her gently and said maybe he went to live at someone else's house. This said to the kid that at 4 years old kept pressing me about how the baby got INSIDE. Nothing I said (kid appropriate of course) satisfied her and she knew I was leaving out a key piece of the details. Thank goodness she stopped asking! So, back to the cat. I finally just told her after a couple of days of her running through senarios of what might have happened, that he probably was caught by a coyote as he wandered too far and wasn't farm wise about being too far away at night. I figure she needs to learn these things and had a couple of days to get over the pain of her cat not coming home and since she kept getting her hopes up about him coming home I thought it was time to tell her the truth. She took it really well, cried about it, and then asked for another cat.
She is 5 months old and sucked Chris right in to her little plan to overtake the house one human at a time!

She is a sweetie and loves to snuggle with any warm lap willing to sit still. She also took over the afghan on the couch. She kneads and purrs when she sits on it. There's nothing better than a little kitty doing that!
It took a couple of weeks for Molly to stop terrorizing her. Molly was used to being a Brutus with Chester and wanted to play rough with Missy, who is a third the size of Molly. There was a lot of hissing and spitting but Molly's persistence payed off. Now they are buds. CUTE! Ok, that's enough for today!