It is good to know that at almost twelve years old, Chris can still be a playful cat. Here he is playing with one of his toys while in a box just barely big enough for him.

It is good to know that at almost twelve years old, Chris can still be a playful cat. Here he is playing with one of his toys while in a box just barely big enough for him.

Yesterday morning Frankie was sleeping on the sofa and I saw Chris flop the full weight of his upper body on top of him. I knew Chris was too heavy for Frankie and this wouldn’t last long so I quickly grabbed my camera and snapped this photo.

Three seconds later, Frankie wiggled himself free and got down. Chris then went to take a nap in his cat bed and Frankie returned to the same spot on the sofa.
This photo was from ten years ago yesterday. It is Abbey, Tigger, and the ever-present third wheel, young Chris.

I took Frankie for a walk Thursday but this time he took me on a different route. He doesn’t always go the same way but he usually heads out away from the front of the house. This time we walked around the corner and went behind the house.
By the time we reached the second street I noticed a cat just past the house on the corner. He was looking at Frankie and Frankie, I thought, was looking at him. I was expecting trouble but nothing happened. Frankie just continued on. Perhaps Frankie’s eyesight isn’t so good. I don’t know.
So we continued another block or so and when it became clear that Frankie was just going to continue to walk in a straight line away from home I decided to turn him around. I have tested him in the past to see how far he will go and it never ends well. I always end up carrying him home way farther than I want to.
I picked Frankie up and started walking back toward home. I knew he would struggle but that was okay because I just wanted to turn him around, not end his time outside. By the time we got back to the street that the cat was on Frankie started struggling so I put him down. That is when he really noticed the cat and started walking toward him. There was no growling or hissing so I thought maybe It would be a friendly encounter but that was like thinking I might win the lottery without buying a ticket.
When Frankie got closer both cats started making a loud yowling sound. This cat had a collar so he wasn’t a stray. I quickly snapped a photo and then picked Frankie up and carried him home.

He fought me all the way but I thought he was too agitated to continue a walk so I held on until we got home. I will have to see on our next walk if he remembers and heads that way again.
Some of you may remember Tigger. He was around when I started this blog in 2012. Here he is on this day in 2007.

He really knew how to relax. Wouldn’t you agree?
Here is Tigger, Chris and Alex ten years ago on this day in 2010.

I’m sure Tigger and Alex were napping peacefully when Chris dropped himself in the middle.
I might as well show the other two photos I took that day.


Judging by the photos, Tigger was very happy that Chris showed up.
Chris and Frankie want everyone to know that today is Ginger Cat Appreciation Day.

But who doesn’t appreciate ginger cats?
Here is Chris from exactly ten years ago when we lived in Myrtle Beach. I don’t know how his mouse ended up in the barrel. He probably threw it in there. He then went in there to retrieve it.

He was quite the player in his youth.
I found this rather cute photo of Chris, Tigger and Abbey napping together eight years ago today in 2012.

Of course, it didn’t start out like that.

Chris gradually worked his way into a comfortable third wheel.

Here is Frankie on a recent walk. During our walks, he often takes a time out for some rest and relaxation.
