Misty the Abandoned Kitten Read Online Free PDF

“I know you two are in this together,” she snapped. “I can’t believe you’ve both been hiding someone else’s kitten!”

    “Sorry, Mrs Griffiths…” Lily muttered, and Amy put an arm round her, feeling upset. She hadn’t meant to get her friend into trouble.
    Amy’s dad pulled up a chair and took a sip of his tea. “OK. Let’s not get upset,” he said. “Sit down, girls, and tell us what happened with the kitten.”
    Amy sat down next to her dad. She looked up at Mum, determined to make her understand. “Misty was really nervous at first. It took ages before she’d let me pick her up. She was really scared. Even if she did have an owner, they haven’t looked after her properly.”
    Misty put her paws on the table, and sniffed hopefully at Dad’s tea.
    Dad laughed. “She looks hungry.Shall I give her some milk? Since Amy’s already been feeding her, it can’t make that much difference.”
    Amy’s mum only sighed, but Amy shook her head. “No, Dad. Cats aren’t supposed to drink milk. It gives them a stomach upset. You can give her some water, though. And I could go and get one of her tins from the tree house, if you like?”
    Misty mewed hopefully, and Amy’s dad nodded. “She knows what you just said. Go on then.”
    When Amy and Lily came back, Misty was sitting on her dad’s lap.
    “Dad! I didn’t know you liked cats!”
    “She was pretty determined.” He shrugged. But he was smiling, and he stroked Misty’s head very gently, asthough he knew exactly how to handle a kitten.
    Amy watched, wide-eyed. Mum and Dad had always been so firm about her not having a cat that she’d thought they didn’t like them. But Dad looked really happy having Misty on his knee. Amy stared at him hopefully, and then exchanged a thoughtful look with Lily.
    Just then, Misty jumped lightly off Amy’s dad’s lap, stepped delicately around the table to her mum, and sat staring pleadingly up at her, her sparkling green eyes looking as big as saucers.
    “She’s a charmer!”Amy’s dad laughed. “She wants to stay.”
    “Stay! We can’t keep her! I can’t believe you’re giving in!” Amy’smum protested. “Yes, she is cute, but we said Amy was too young for a pet.”
    “She’s been looking after this one quite well so far,”Amy’s dad pointed out. “I didn’t know cats shouldn’t have milk. And this is a very sweet little cat.” Misty mewed hopefully at Amy’s mum.
    “We’d better feed her, anyway,” Mum said, shaking her head. “She’s obviously hungry.”
    Amy lifted Misty down from the table and placed her on the floor, while her mum took down an old bowl. Mum opened the tin of cat food and started to empty it out. Purring, Misty butted her head against her leg, making Mum laugh with surprise.
    Mum shook her head. “I never thought I’d say this, but all right.You can keep her here – for the moment. If we find out she actually belongs to someone else, she goes straight back! And I’m going to ring the vet, and check no one’s asked about a lost kitten. All right?”

    Amy threw her arms around her mum. “Yes. But she doesn’t have an owner, I’m sure.” She then looked down at the kitten, who was tucking into the food greedily. “This is your new home, Misty!”

Chapter Seven
    Over the next few days, even Amy’s mum got used to the idea of having a cat. Misty was so sweet, and very well-behaved. Amy’s mum had been worried about her making messes in the house, but Amy’s dad went out and bought a litter tray, and Misty soon showed that she was beautifully house trained. 
    “I don’t think she can have been born feral,” Amy’s mum said, tickling Misty under the chin. “She’s so friendly. I’m still worried she’s somebody’s pet.”
    Amy folded her arms and frowned. “Well, it was somebody who didn’t love her as much as we do!” She sighed. “OK, OK, Mum. I promise. We’ll give her back, if anyone says they’ve lost her.” But she was certain they