Get Frank!

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My name is Frank. I'm a girl. What more do you need to know?

Ok, fine.  I’ll share some stuff because, this is, after all, about me.  You aren’t here for the Grey Fluffball.  I’ve got both the looks and the attitude so she can get lost.  I can only hope.

The Humans I allow to worship me are The Lady and The Man.  They like to think I call them by terms of endearment but we all know that’s just for them and has nothing to do with me.  I don’t care what they call themselves as long as my meals are on time and my bathroom is clean.

Oh yeah, and no touching.  I hate that and can’t lick the human stink off me fast enough.  What is UP with all the touchy-feely crap?

You might be wondering how I ended up here so I’ll make it short.  I was abandoned by an idiot with my sister on the side of the road.  One of your nicer humans found us and took us to work with her at a Veterinary Hospital.  Then, The Lady and The Man came in looking for a sweet, cuddly kitten and I suckered them in by my ultra-cuteness and my no longer tiny features.

My sister didn’t impress them much because she was too interested in Diego.  He was the other kitty that was with us that day.  That proved to be a habit for her as I’ve heard through the rumor mill that Frieda had a litter before she was a year old. Slut.

I wound up here where the Humans proceeded to feed me a lot and make funny noises whenever I would fall asleep on my back with my legs up in the air.  Don’t ask, I have no idea.  They are mostly annoying but it’s not anything I can’t handle.  The Lady talks a lot and takes a lot of pictures of me.  She keeps pointing to the computer and tells me that other Humans like me.  I’m cool with that as long as no one tries to put their human stink on me.  That just grosses me out.

I don’t use nicknames, I use aliases.  You can figure out for yourself which ones the humans gave me and which ones I use when I’m undercover. 

Frank Lynn Mint

Frank the Crank

Frank N. Stein

Big Boodle

Frankle Stillskin

Frank N. Furter

Frankie S.

Half 'Stache (pronounced stash)

You should keep up with me on Twitter@catsmacktalk on Twitter because you don't want to miss out.

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