Miss Lizzy

A few days before we left for vacation, a tiny little kitten showed up on our doorstep. I am not a big cat lover, but this kitten captured our hearts pretty quickly.

She was so cute and loved all of the attention she was getting, of course. We fed her, named her, and decided to keep her has an outside cat.

The day before we left, my husband followed his usual routine before going to work in the morning and took the dog outside while he watered the flowers. When he walked out the front door, this kitten cried and ran out to him. (She had been sleeping behind our flower pots--and sometimes in them.) As usual, he picked her up. But when he did, a hawk that was on a limb on a big tree in our front yard screeched and flew away.

If my husband had not told me that, I would have left that kitten home and hoped it was still here when we got back, but I just could not imagine the thought of that little kitty being lunch for that big, mean bird.

So, we brought her in the house and bathed her with yellow Joy dishwashing liquid (because I learned from a lady at Wal-Mart that that kills the fleas. And it does!), and we took her with us on vacation.

I laid a towel out on the console in our suburban, and she slept most of the four hour trip to my parents' house. Trying to eat lunch in the car was a little tricky, but it all worked out. (I gave her a little cat food and a little of my chicken. She ate both very quickly.)

Once we arrived at my my parents' house, most of my family was either there or on their way. My 22 month-old niece saw the kitten and got very excited. I didn't know that her parents had been looking for a cat for a while, and I realized then that this kitten belonged to her.

They named her Miss Lizzy, and she fits right into their family. Miss Lizzy has already been to the vet and quickly adapted to her litter box. The vet said that he thought she was about nine weeks old, which surprised me because she was so little.

My husband and I spent Thursday night at my brother's house, and it was fun watching my niece with her new friend. No matter if the kitten was jumping on her or not, my niece walks around saying, "No kitty." It's pretty funny. She's learning how to carry her by her tummy instead of her neck, and the kitten has become a good "babysitter". I think her mom is liking the new distraction. =)

I am very happy that this sweet kitten has found a very sweet home.