Spunky

mizpat says: We were visiting my inlaws on their farm in Mississippi, when this little tuxedo kitten with a bloody, gashed nose wandered up to the house. She quickly sized up the people on the porch and chose the kindest person, my husband. She climbed into his lap and refused to leave! After three days, he said "We have to take this one home with us" and so she flew Northwest Airlines all the way back to Phoenix, and she's been with us ever since. She's now the eldest of our little family, at 7 years old, and as goofy and loveable as ever.