I have a funny story about each of our cats but have no photos related to the stories so enjoy this old one.

First, my wife tracks her steps using her iWatch, or whatever it’s called (I don’t wear a watch, so I don’t know). When she hasn’t reached her goal by evening, she walks around the house until she does. She told me Floki was following her around the house the other day. Last night, she had some catching up to do again and called me into the living room. When I arived, I saw Floki following her as she did circles around the living room. This went on for some time, and it was funny to watch.

This morning, as we were out walking Frankie, it started to rain. We had made it to the last house on our block when it started drizzling. It was very minor and I was surprised to see Frankie head quickly in the other direction. At first, I thought he didn’t like the flock of big birds in front of us but then he started running and I realized it was the rain. It still wasn’t coming down hard, but it had increased from a drizzle to a light shower and Frankie didn’t like it. He ran all the way home with me running to catch up. And he did that right after I posted about him slowing down.

I can’t think of a TV show that is more entertaining than cats.

Some of you may remember my posts from a few years ago where I talked about how Frankie was a traveler and would lead me so far from home that I would be forced to pick him up and carry him home. He didn’t like that and would often hiss at me and try to jump down.

Fast forward a few years and he now sometimes walks three quarters of the way around the block, stops, looks up at me and meows. As near as I can figure, he wants me to carry him. When I do, he purrs instead of hisses.

Lately, Rose has been coming on our morning walks. She captured this photo of me carrying Frankie home the other day.

The change seems to have happened quickly. Six months ago, we would sometimes walk up to the main road, which is about equivalate to three blocks away, plus the walk back.

I don’t know how old Frankie is exactly, but we estimate he will be 16 next February. At some point he hast to slow down. Don’t get me wrong, Frankie is not ready for a nursing home yet, but he is also no longer the marathon walker he used to be. Some days are better than others. Yesterday we circled two blocks with no problem. This morning we did a lot of zig zagging, so I don’t know how far we walked, but Frankie came home on his own.

I will continue to walk with Frankie for as long as we both are able. If I have to carry him, I’ll gladly do that. I think the more we walk, the more we will be able to walk in the future. When the time comes when Frankie no longer has the desire to go outside, I will know we created a lot of good memories together.

Frankie is one cat who know how to relax.

Of course, he is also very good at doing the opposite of relaxing.

Here is a fun video of Chris and Floki from January 2017.

I am catsitting our neighbor’s cat again. As many of you know, her name is also Frankie.

She has had a cat door for several months now, but she only goes out it, she will not go in through it for some unknown reason unless someone holds it open for her. The last time I took care of her she was always at the door waiting to come in when I arrived between six and seven in the morning. This time she has been nowhere to be found the last couple of mornings, including this morning.

The photo above was taken while Rose and I were out walking our Frankie well after eight. She was hanging out at a neighbor’s house. I think it was around eleven when she was ready to come in.

Here are photos of my mother-in-law’s cat from January 2017. Pumpkin passed away two or three years ago, and my wife’s mother passed in February. Rose’s sister adopted her two cats so, at least they still have a good home.