Mistletoe

After our errands on Tuesday, we turned into our driveway - "Stop Honey, Look" as Mike is trying to pull the car up the drive. "Look at the pretty cat hiding in the grass" Everyone looks out the window and Mike decides to get out to see if it is friendly. She is, and now all the boys want to come pet her. Yes, we are a cat family. Her coat is nice and she doesn't feel like skin and bones so Mike and I figure she's a barn cat from the area (since she still has her claws). Mike pulls up the car to park and the boys and I walk up the driveway to the house. HMMM the cat follows us. Pete begs us to let him feed her and we do. She gobbles food like she hasn't eaten in some time. Pete then gets some old towels and a plastic storage bin, puts them partically under the camper for shelter and in the cat goes. Next morning she is still hanging around. Everytime we go outside she runs over for attention. Pete feeds her dinner again. He is very angry at us when we explain to him, yet again, that we can not keep her, we already have 2 cats who don't get along, we are NOT adding a third one to the mix, let alone the expenses of declawing and fixing her. She is pretty - light gray with white stockings on her feet. I starated to call her Mistletoe (Missy for short), based on the season and her white toes. I know, Honey, we can't keep her.......but she's so nice!!!!