This is our girl, Misty. She will be 11 years old in December and came to us as a stray, all bones, so skinny and starved, with holes and cuts in her feet. The fur on her ears and nose and tail was all pulled off and she had a big knot on her side and a broken rib plus infection and worms. She has had a rough but loving life...survived an attack by a bear, bladder surgery and more. But, she is Chief Meow and runs the house....except for the sewing workroom where she knows she is not allowed and never comes in. This picture shows her watching a mouse eat out of her dishes. Something wrong with that picture, right? The trap made a good footstool.