Misty was our first foster. We had nicknamed her "Wild Thing". One day, she had spied a squirrel running up the driveway. She ran into the kitchen to get a better look, but couldn't see the squirrel. All of sudden we hear all of this racket and then Misty starts barking hysterically. We go running up stairs to find out what is going on. Misty found the squirrel and we found Misty sitting in the kitchen SINK!!

Misty, we miss you.
Love,
Tony and Shellie