Before moving, I uncovered evidence that Chris was older than I thought when we adopted him. I posted about it here in January. I found a folder with 3/10/09 printed on it. Since he was at another shelter before the shelter we adopted him from, I assume that is his real birthday or at least an estimated birthday.

I had assumed he was six months old when we adopted him, so I had been celebrating his birthday on May 14, but I will need to adjust that, not that it matters much at this point. If I had remembered, I would have written a nice post about him last Monday. I hope I remember next year.

Here is a post from August 3, 2016. Despite the known flaw in Frankie’s harness, I still use it today. I have just learned what I can and can’t do.

Here is a post from July 2016, when Floki was still a kitten, and Chris’s tail was another toy to play with. I bet it was hard for Chris to switch roles from annoyer to annoyee.

Two weeks after we moved into our new home, a woman moved in next door. She saw me walking Frankie, and when I told her his name, she said, “Oh, my cat’s name is Frankie, too.” What are the odds?

Her Frankie is a female tuxedo cat. She is allowed outside without a leash, although I think she spends much of her time inside. We soon learned that her Frankie is timid and retreats when humans were around.

One day, while the cats were in our screened room, I heard cats howling at each other. I walked out to see what was happening and saw girl Frankie near the screen talking to boy Frankie. She quickly retreated and watched us from a distance.

I know this is not a great photo, but I don’t have a close-up picture of her.

Here is a post I did at the end of July 2016 about how I make the cats’ raw, homemade food. I do the exact same thing today, although now, they only get the food first thing in the morning. The rest of the day, they get a combination of canned food, kibble, and Stella and Cheweys for treats.