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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 Th...

Renata Speaks

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I’m Renata.  I was rescued as a tiny tot from underneath a mobile home by The Lady, who I call Mommy.  She and The Man take good care of me.  It’s been said I’m a Silver Maine Coon, but there is no proof.  I’m very small for my breed if that’s the case. If there is an available lap, I’m on it.  Sometimes even if there is no lap, I have an unblinking stare that wins my Humans over every time. I don’t meow, I churl. It’s a combination of a twirl, purr, chirp. And when I am happy, I churl and drool. Although I’m very classy and elegant I’m not very social, just call me aloof.  If we have company, my favorite place is under the bed. I feel almost the same about the vacuum cleaner because anytime that thing comes out, you won’t see me until the noise is gone for several hours at least. It’s always at the most inconvenient time too! The only people in the world to pet me are my Humans.  Believe me, you have to be somebody I really trust for me to even...