Misty

Misty was a little terrier mix who came to Kim’s Home from the pound aged 14 in order to die – well the Pound said that she had only a few weeks to live. I’m pleased to say that she took 5 years to get round to dying and we all had great fun with her for that time. At first she was an escape artist. Then she decided that she was mother of the pack and would front up to big dogs that looked threatening. Then she got puppyish and became a passable footballer.

Misty was a great character and loved by all at Kim’s Home. Her special role was that of navigator: she was harnessed up front in the van when we went out on our walks. She will always be missed. She left us in 2009.

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