These photos were taken almost sixteen years ago on May 10, 2009. If my new timeline is correct, Chris was a small kitten 500 miles away at the time.
We had a condo on the Gulf in Dunedin, Florida. Some units faced the Gulf but ours faced a canal. On this day, I sat on the deck with Tigger and Alex.
Until I saw this photo this morning, I never remembered that I put a harness of Alex. Perhaps he was a runner like Frankie. I don’t know.
This post was from August of 2016. Have you ever noticed that problems with pets always seem to happen when the vet is closed?
Here’s Frankie on Sunday and Monday… and pretty much every other day.
Here is a post from August 2016. After almost nine years together, Frankie and Floki still play regularly. Floki chases Frankie in one direction, then they switch, and Frankie chases Floki the other way.
Frankie helped me make the bed yesterday morning. When I’m done, I always put his blankie on the bed. Since he was in the way, he ended up under his blankie.
The scene repeated this morning, but Frankie moved while I got my phone to take his picture.
We adopted Floki on the Fourth of July 2016. This post was from August 22 of that year. I didn’t remember how long our cats had dealt with illnesses after Floki’s adoption.
Rose ordered See’s candy for Easter and put some in a gift bag for our next-door neighbor. She then asked me to bring the candy to her house the day before Easter.
After arriving with the candy, my neighbor invited me inside. She is our neighbor who also has a cat named Frankie, but her cat is female. When we first met our new neighbor, her cat hid in the bedroom, so we never saw what she looked like. This time, she was out in the same room with me. She kept her distance, but she did allow me to open the door so she could escape outside.
When I returned home, I took Frankie for a walk. Our neighbor saw us, opened her door, and invited Frankie inside. Frankie gladly accepted and investigated her house as if he had just bought the place. The back door was open, but the glass storm door was closed. Frankie looked out the door and saw her Frankie looking back at him. It was every bit the look that you would imagine and then some.
The next day, while walking Frankie, our neighbor again invited us inside. This time, her Frankie was also inside. I think she wanted the cats to get to know each other since they have seen each other through the screens many times. I was not sure that was a good idea but Frankie was all for it so I figured that there was a small chance they would like each other. After all, it was a male and a female, not two males.
It did not go well. Frankie was eager to meet her and walked to where she was behind the sofa, but she growled and hissed before running to the other side of the room, near the front door. That is when I took my phone out and started recording.
I think Frankie is getting too comfortable visiting the neighbor’s house. This was him yesterday.
It is hard to believe that our little baby, Floki, is already nine years old. It seems like yesterday that we brought the little screamer home.
Chris accepted Floki better than he did Frankie.
He seemed to grow up in no time. We mistakenly assumed Siamese cats were bigger than average but that is not true. In fact, Floki is the smallest cat we have had since Princess.
Below are photos of Floki from each year starting in 2016 and ending this year.
I hope you enjoyed this trip down Memory Lane.
This post is from August 2016. Those were the good ol’ days.
A couple of months ago, I saw a video for a product called Ripple Rug. In the video, the cats were having a wonderful time going in and out of all the holes and crevices. After my wife saw the video, she agreed that we should order one from Chewy. So, we paid the forty-six dollars and waited with anticipation.
When it arrived a few days later I couldn’t wait to watch our cats enjoying such a unique product.
Floki was interested right away… in the box.
He did eventually investigate it for a few seconds but never tried to enter one of the little holes. Frankie’s level of interest could only be compared to his interest in toothpaste.
I let it sit for a few days, with neither of our cats showing any interest. Now, it is folded and waiting for us to bring it to West Virginia, where I will try again before throwing it out.
That is not to say this is a bad product. I’m sure many cats would have a ball with it. Just not our cats.
Bad Cat Chris 