Oh, it was the most citing night of all. Momma opened the door to feed Mistrie. Patches and I were sitting there, hoping for a handout. Mistrie saw us and came to the door; Momma opened it, and she came in! Yes, all the way! She has the loudest motor I have efur heard and she purred and purred while both Patches and I took turns nose touching, kissing, getting the smells of the Big Piney Woods from her fur. Momma didn't let her stay long, something about not wanting to start a cat fight. (She was talking about Patches.) It was a joyous thing!