Here’s Frankie on Sunday and Monday… and pretty much every other day.
Photo Friday: Same Place, Different Day
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Photo Friday: Frankie Undercover
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.
Photo Friday: Classic Frankie up High
Here is Frankie eleven years ago today, on March 7, 2014. This was on top of the china cabinet, which was a popular place for both Chris and Puck, although Puck needed my help to get up there. Since Frankie had only been in our house for about a month at the time, I’m sure he learned how to get up there from Chris.
Photo Friday: Outside Bliss
Can you tell Frankie loves being outside?
Photo Friday: Frankie Surveys His Territory
Our association comprises six houses arranged in an L shape around a common vacant lot. Between each house and on each end is a six to eight-foot decorative wall. Frankie had jumped onto these walls about three times and attempted to jump a couple more times before I stopped him.
Here he is on the wall at the opposite end from our house. I think he has declared the entire area his.
Cats and Luggage
Has anyone with cats ever packed for a trip and not seen this?
My wife went on a business trip this week and put her suitcase on the table to pack. Knowing Frankie would lay on top of it she covered it with a towel.
Photo Friday: Laundry Head
I just put the laundry on the bed to fold yesterday but Floki beat me to it.
Frankie is more sophisticated and prefers his laundry on a hanger.
Photo Friday: Waiting in the Rain
During our walk yesterday, it started raining, so we came home, but Frankie was not ready to go inside yet. Instead, we hung out under the carport.
Hanging With Mama
Often, when Rose and I sat down to watch television, Chris would get on the sofa and lie next to me. Usually, he would be half on and half off my lap. After a while, he would decide I had enough attention, and it was Mama’s turn. he would walk over to her and lie down at her side. I found this photo from the first of August that shows this. On this day, Frankie happened to be there first, but that was more of an exception than the rule.
Rose returned from her cruise on Thursday. That evening she was saddened to know Chris would not be joining her on the sofa.
Photo Friday: Making Progress
After Chris died, I worried that we would never again see our cats cuddle together. While they aren’t yet cuddling, they are touching each other. It’s progress.
Bad Cat Chris 