15 months after Misty left us, we finally felt healed enough to bring another bundle of fur into our home. We planned (oh, silly us ) to get a solid gray baby girl kitten, but there was obviously an angel with a different idea. Went to the Humane Society a litle over two weeks ago, went to one of the cat rooms, and not seeing what we thought we were looking for, were on our way out when a cage we had overlooked on our way in suddenly had a big paw and a little mew escape from it. "Justin," the card said...7 mo 3 weeks old, male, red & cream tabby; he'd just been neutered so we couldn't take him out of the cage till the next day. We put a hold on him, came back the next day, and, well, that decision was sooo easy.

He's a little purr-box who loves to kiss and lie in your arms like a baby. His front feet are webbed(back partially webbed), hence his new name, and he loves to play with toys. It's so wonderful to have a little one in the house.

Webster fighting the mouse:


Then all tired out:


Without the support of the many wonderful people here, I don't know if I would have ever gotten to this point. Thanks to all of you.

I'm so happy to see you have a new furbaby! I'm a firm believer that we meet up with people/animals for a reason.
Webster is quite a handsome boy and clearly a great mouser!!