Miss Itty is being fostered through West Columbia Gorge Humane Society, located in Washougal, Washington State along the banks of the mighty Columbia River.
In the two months we’ve fostered Miss Itty, we’ve learned the following things:
Miss Itty sees the big cage as hers and hers alone. Four-legged investigators of the comfy ham-mick bed will be growled at. Second warning, Viola.
For as much as Miss Itty thinks she wants to leave our big bedroom, every time we’ve let her out into the rest of the house, she gets partway down the stairs before rushing back to the bedroom door where she sits and meows to be let in. Silly girl.
While not too big a fan of the changing sheets game, Miss Itty loves rolling all over the flat surface thus insuring her fur alone is on every square inch, as she will insist should be the case.
She also likes when Mom runs her fingers through her kibble (Miss Itty’s kibble, not Mom’s kibble) before chowing down. While Miss Itty seems to very much enjoy Dad’s company, he does not do the fingers-through-the-kibble thing right. “Hey lady! Come touch my kibble, please! I wanna eat!”
Mousies. Miss Itty LOVES mousies! Mousies of all kinds and colors, in all shapes and sizes, wool or fur or yarn or cloth, doesn’t matter. Folks, we have a bonafide mousie lover here.
When bored or unsure of her surroundings, Miss Itty will call her people with a “mmmrrrr” sound, similar to the sound a mother cat makes when talking to her kittens. It is rather cute, even at five in the morning…
…which brings up another learned item: Miss Itty is an early bird. Mom and Dad are only early birds out of life necessary.
And playing. Yes, a mousie lover but nothing is like sneaking up on the laser red dot, except maybe a hand under the blanket (obviously making mousie sounds). Sure, Miss Itty is an older girl (she’ll turn eleven in June) but she sure has a lot of kitten still in her!