This is a post from February 2017. I mentioned that Floki may become the biggest cat in the house. That didn’t happen. He is actually smaller than average.

Frankie’s walks used to be quite random, but they have settled into a route that he doesn’t always follow but lately his path has been pretty consistent. I should also note that when I first started walking him at our current home, we would walk well beyond the boundaries of the map below but now we usually stay inside the borders.

We leave our house from the front door at the upper left and walk counterclockwise until we return through the back door.

Frankie stops at certain places which I have numbered. Of course, he stops at other places too but these are consistent stops.

1. The first stop is at the side of a house where many flowers are growing. Frankie follows the advice that says you have to stop and smell the flowers. Sometimes you even have to lay down next to them.

2. Next is the house where Boots lives. Boots is a black cat who sometimes goes outside but mostly we see him looking out the window. Frankie ignores him but Rose and I like to talk to him as we go by. Sometimes the window is open, like it was this morning. Unfortunately, I don’t have a photo of Boots.

3. The next house has many plants in pots along the driveway. Frankie likes to give them a good sniff along with a few face rubs.

4. We then travel to a good place to lie down. Maybe when the leaves are gone, we will skip that stop.

5. Next is that nice patch of un-mowed grass I wrote about recently.

6. We then come to a telephone pole Frankie likes to rub his face on. I don’t know if it’s the pole or the safety marker he likes but there are two more poles on the street that he ignores and one of them has the same marker.

7. Finally, we come to an area with stones and rocks which looks uncomfortable to me but not to Frankie.

What do you think of our morning routine?

Here is Tigger and Abbey taken sixteen years ago today on October 30, 2010. It was shortly before we moved from South Carolina back to Florida.

Here is Chris sixteen years ago on October 22, 2010.

I looked up Vaddio. They sell security cameras. I’m certain we didn’t buy a security camera back then, certainly not one that would come in a box that big, so I don’t know where the box came from. In any case, I cut a hole in it and made a fort for Chris.

I am writing this post on Thursday morning because I will be leaving for Virgina soon to visit my wife for a long weekend while she is in the middle of a two-week business trip. She rented an Airbnb for the weekend in a place called Monroe.

This post is from February 2017. Those were the days.

I first met Chris while volunteering for a shelter called Sav-R-Cats in South Carolina. It was a Myrtle Beach organization, but the shelter itself was located in Surfside. I was asked to clean the cages at PetSmart in Myrtle Beach where they had cats on a rotating basis with other shelters. Chris was there and he introduced himself by climbing up my shirt, perching on my shoulders, and biting my ear.

I don’t remember how much time had passed but he was still at the shelter on October 3, 2009 when I invited Rose to come to the shelter to see him. He did not disappoint. This is the first photo I have of him.

Here he is a minute later.

We did not adopt him that day. We had a vacation planned for the middle of October and after that Rose had a business trip planned. It was not a good time to adopt a cat.

At some point, I don’t remember if it was after this day or before, Chris was adopted and returned the next day because of his behavior. We eventually brought him home on November 14 and the rest is history.

This is a picture of Chris and Tigger take on the same day as last Friday’s post, October 23, 2011.

Chris was not a fan of napping alone, especially back then.

Here is a repost of a video of Chris from February 2017. He loved rolling around the driveway, probably because he was happy to be outside.