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Photo Friday: It’s My Turn

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I don’t know how it happened, but the bag we used when we went to the pool on Wednesday ended up on the coffee table on Thursday. Since it didn’t belong there, naturally a cat needed to lie on it.

I didn’t notice at the time, but the late afternoon sun is lighting Frankie’s face.

When Floki saw Frankie sleeping on the bag, he hopped up on the coffee table to wait his turn.

Shortly after I took this photo, Floki had enough of waiting and started a scuffle.

Photo Friday: Closer Than Ever

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Frankie and Floki get along well enough, but they typically don’t sleep close together. That is why it was a pleasure to see this.

The second photo was taken an hour and twenty minutes after the first, so it wasn’t like they were close by mistake. Unfortunately, since these pictures were taken over three weeks ago, I have not seen them so close again.

Unbelievable

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I threw out my back on Saturday and by this morning it was almost better until I bent to put my pants on. Now it’s worse than ever so I decided to sit on the sofa with my feet up and an ice pack behind my back.

After a little while my wife came into the room with a shocked look on her face. “I don’t believe it,” she said.

“What? What is it?”

“Look,” she said, pointing to the cats on the sofa to my left.

“Oh, wow! I don’t believe it.”

Seeing Floki and Frankie that close can only be compared to Iran inviting Israel over for a cup of tea. Okay, so that might be an extreme example, since they are not exactly enemies, but they haven’t been that close since the days of Chris.

As I write this, Frankie has left Floki and is demanding I take him for a walk. He can’t understand I am temporarily disabled.

I Missed Frankie’s Gotcha Day

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We adopted Frankie eleven years ago on the eighth of February, which means I missed his Gotcha Day by over two weeks. Fortunately, he doesn’t seem too upset about it.

When we adopted him, he was estimated to be three years old, so we also celebrate his birthday at this time. If I remember right, he was in captivity for about three months before we adopted him, so he might actually be three months older than fourteen.