Well, tomorrow(7th) is Misty Gotcha Day
We'll have had her two years. What a two years it's been, she's blossomed in that time. She's still a funny little soul at times, she'll still sometimes shy away if you surprise her, and she always puts herself to bed if I'm grumping at Stuart about something. She loves her cuddles and her kisses, and likes to get her head right up on your pillow and snuggle in. She still likes trying to eat dead things that the cat brings back, and she still burps in your face after eating her tea
She's our little angel, and I'm so grateful she came to live with us. Here are some pictures of Misty chilling in the house(it's what she does best)
Aren't I gorgeous Mummy?
You talking to me?
Her squint mouth pose
Murphy wants to play too