Mick

Air Woodstock. When she came to us, almost two months ago now, she came with a basketful of toys. Most of those she has completely discarded, but not this one. It’s a mouse on a string, we named it Mick, and she chases it wildly every day. When we zoom interviewed with her foster mom initially, Woodstock chased old Mick like a mad kitty, and she hasn’t changed at all.