My new helper

Our son brought home a kitten he found on the streets.  She didn’t have a collar and wasn’t chipped.  His girlfriend is allergic so we took her in.  She reminded me of my favorite Starbucks drink (Double chocolate chip crime frapachino), but that was too long of a name.  Called her Toasted Marshmellow for a week or so, Marshmellow for short, but still seemed too long. Settled on Misty (although when she is being mean and playing with my feet at 4 in the morning I slip and call her Miriam-our last cat). 

Got her spayed and she did not like the cone.

Researched and found a tutorial to make her a t-shirt to wear instead. 

1st prototype was too tight and she just payed down (or maybe it was too strange and she just didn’t know what to do).  Quickly made her another one that she was able to move in. 

Didn’t like it too much, but tolerated it.  I had to make a few so that we could change her if it got dirty (which it did).  Now she is all healed and no longer need to wear the shirt.

Wonder how long it will be before her fur grows so we will no longer see her pink belly.  She loves the freedom though.  She loves to help me inspect the quilts when they are done (and loves to try to help me quilt them. )

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