My boss works out of her home which is where I go at 6:15 every workday. When I get there Mr. Bill is on the pool table waiting to greet me. I bought him a cat mat to help make the pool table more comfortable, but he refused to go on it until we turned it upside down.
If I remember the story right, he kept crashing into things when he was young and they would say, “Oh, no! Mr. Bill!” If you are under 50, search YouTube for “Mr. Bill SNL.”
To all our friends who celebrate Christmas. We wish you a day filled with love, laughter, and the joys that make this time of year special. As always, we wish the same for all good people out there, no matter what your beliefs are.
I got in the way back machine and found a photo of Chris on Christmas Eve 2009, his first Christmas with us.
I bet you can imagine what happened next.
I saw something I don’t see too often the other night. Frankie was washing Chris. The photo below was taken at 9:19:20
Four seconds later, I snapped this photo at 9:19:24.
Between the two photos Frankie whacked Chris three or four times on the head. Why this happens, I will never understand.
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It is such a pleasure to see how our cats nap together. In this photo, Frankie is the engine, Chris is the dining car, and Floki is the caboose.
I really think that Chris is the glue that holds everyone together. If something happens to him, I fear we won’t see this anymore.
Note: When I scheduled this post, I set the time and forgot to change the date which is why some of you are seeing it early. I could have deleted it but I’m too lazy to start over.
Here is a follow-up to the last Throwback Thursday Post from July of 2016. Adopting Floki brought an illness into the family, but everyone recovered eventually.
Frankie has always been interested in squirrels. Whenever we go for a walk and he sees one, he sinks down to the grass like a stalker and actually thinks he might catch it. This morning he chased one up a tree, but the squirrel remained low, just out of reach, as if he was deliberately taunting Frankie.
Here is a photo from this day in 2010. Chris is at the top with Abbey and Tigger below. Abbey and Tigger liked to hang out together and Chris always became an unwanted third wheel.
It has been cold here in the morning the last few days. Yesterday we woke up to a bone chilling 49 degrees. I almost had to exchange my shorts for long pants. Rose sometimes has trouble sleeping and gets up early in the morning. She took these photos of our cats trying to stay warm.
Here is a post from 2016. We adopted Floki with an eye infection, and he spread it to Frankie.
