Micky – like a little mouse

Little Micky, abandoned on the side of the highway….. in frost in no man’s land like hundreds or thousands, frightened, disoriented, a tiny soul looking for love, abandoned to certain death…..if I hadn’t seen her AND STOPPED, AND ASKED HER, it would have been over for her too. …(some are so scared they run away never to be seen again, there’s nothing you can do), and she was sooooo tiny, at most 8 weeks old, came to me immediately “”Miiii-miii-miiiii“” (she couldn’t even do a complete “meow” yet). …Today she looks after me, always lies on the highest spot, preferably when I’m lying on my side, and stays there no matter how often I turn around….she’s still small, but there are also “varieties” here that are small because there’s not much to eat…. tail is ALWAYS up, really always, she’s the happiest Mickey Mouse cat in the neighborhood. Lovely, alert, sweet as sugar, always a baby…..