Frankie has a bit of a shoe fetish. Leave shoes lying around and there is a good chance Frankie will lie on them. Sometimes he will even fight with them, although I have never seen a clear winner.
Those early followers of this blog may remember Tigger but Flash died young before I started the blog. Here they are as kittens in September 2005.
To learn more about our early days, check out my post “Life Before Chris.”
Forget Cat Daddy. Chris is Daddy Cat. I don’t have any experience with real daddy cats but Chris is like a humanized version of what a good cat father would be. Someone who loves his kids and shows it often while also disciplining them when they break the rules. His rules.
Of course, Chris has never had kittens of his own but when we adopted Puck he seemed to take over the role of father figure. He loved Puck and Puck followed his rules like a good son and was often rewarded with love, affection, and a good tongue bath. I think Puck’s death really hurt Chris. For several days he seemed to wander aimlessly like he was looking for Puck and didn’t know what to do with himself.
Fortunately, Floki was here to fill the gap. We adopted Floki as a kitten, just like Puck, and Chris was right there to teach him the rules. His rules. Unfortunately for Chris, Floki was a bit of a problem Child and didn’t always follow the rules. Nevertheless, Chris still treated Floki like his son and a surprising thing happened recently. Floki started going to Chris for attention. This was an amazing development because Chris was always the one who sought out the other cats. It is a pleasure to see the bond that has developed between the two, especially when Floki comes to Chris and puts his head down so Chris can wash it.
Chris can also control Floki. This is something that Rose and I can’t do together. We have to bring him to the vet for nail trimmings because trying to hold him down for the task only leads to scratched arms and a cat under the bed. Chris, however, has no trouble holding Floki down. If only I could train Chris to do it at nail trimming time.
I sometimes think it was too bad that Chris was fixed when he was because he may have had some over-the-top kittens. especially if he could have hooked up with my sister-in-law’s cat, Holly.
Update: I forgot to mention Chris was washing Floki early this morning when Floki got up and bit Chris in the ear. Chris responded by putting his right paw on Floki’s head and pushing him down. He then resumed washing him while he held his head down.
Chris really is a hoot sometimes, especially when he gets in his biting mood. I know I have written about this before but seeing it never gets old.