9:45 pm 6/19/17
It’s been a Monday and I’m cheating a bit tonight. I was going to write a bit about my cat Frankie. However, I thought it might be helpful to have a picture of our menagerie first, so I’m borrowing from my “About” page for tonight’s post.
This is Lucy. As you can see, Lucy is a big girl. Lucy is on a diet, which doesn’t make her happy. She and I share a distaste for low-calorie foods. Due to a special feeder bowl which restricts Lucy’s access to solely diet foods, she has lost a pound in the past few months. Due to a lack of the ability to restrict my access to non-diet foods, I have not lost a pound in the past few months. Lucy puts me to shame.
This is Frankie. He is the sweetest, smartest, and most mischievous of the group. Frankie loves to cuddle in my arms at night and purr, which is sweet. Frankie also like to plant his paw on my cheek and lick the heck out of my face at night, which isn’t quite as sweet. Frankie can jump over 6 feet in one bound which basically means there’s no place in house safe from his shenanigans. He is the reason toilet paper has to be stored in cabinets, pictures cannot be hung on walls within reach of his paws and no plastic or silicone of any kind can be left out. He’s a really awesome cat.
This is Herbie, Frankie’s 3/4 biological brother. (Frankie and Herbie have the same mother and their fathers were brothers. Get it?) He’s a brute of a cat. Not so much in size, but in attitude. He’s stubborn and does pretty much whatever he wants. He will not move aside if you happen to cross paths with him. In his world, felines always get the right away. He is affectionate, in his own tough-guy way. He purrs and rubs against your legs when he’s in the mood, which is mainly when he’s hungry. He’s super fluffy and super soft and likes to have his belly rubbed when he sleeps at the end of the bed. His favorite pass-time is to hide behind toilets and pop up and give a little love bite to whatever area of flesh he happens to come in contact with at the time. This can be alarming, especially in the middle of night. We love our little bratty boy.
Last, but not least, is Sammy, our newest addition. He’s a Pomeranian/Shih-tzu mix who is 10 months old. He’s the first dog I’ve had in a long, long time and he’s my constant companion. He’s super smart, and super stubborn which means he responds well to commands when he feels like it. He love chasing cats, especially Frankie who is his favorite. Frankie also likes to chase Sammy, so it’s a toss up as to who is to blame for most of their mischief. Sammy thinks he’s a cat and loves to walk on tables, eat cat food, and stalk and pounce on toys, just like a cat. We take him to the dog park so he can hang with his own kind, but being a true cat at heart, he doesn’t like other dogs. He does like getting an ice cream at the Kiltie when we’re done at the park, though. He also likes to stare into the other customer’s car windows and beg for food from them while he’s waiting for his ice cream. Sammy has no shame.
10:11 pm 6/19/17