Four small feet shuffled about while the grandma hoped they would sight what they were looking for. “Kitty! Kitty!” The little ones called out to every corner and every bush. The grandparent tried to make them remember that they had a cat in their own home. “Your kitty is waiting for you at home,” she said with a smile. But the children were on a mission. They had to find at least one kitty that afternoon. Relief hit the elderly one when the search party found a tiny orange cat staring at them from behind a motorcycle wheel. The children were ecstatic and the kitty was grateful for the hugs and paw shakes.