Too much!

When is too much, too much. I think it happened yesterday. I hope it was a day never to repeat. Actually I hope the last 3 weeks never repeat. Stress, stress and more stress. Let's see, death, heart, possible cancer, surgery, ER and doctors and more doctors. All in the family. It's enough.

Frankie :(

Random thoughts of Frankie the wonderful black cat.
8-15-1998 - 3-17 2009

The first time I saw Frankie was shopping at the Hilldale farmer's market with Mom. We were walking along when a father and his two young children entered the market pulling a wagon with an adorable sign written by the children. The sign read free kitten to a good home. Yes, it was little Frankie. I looked at mom and she she looked at me and it was love at first sight. We had decided no more pets after losing Snickers. I asked if I could hold him. He was ours. He snuggled right in.

Russ was Up North with Melissa. Now how do I tell him about the cat. He fell in love with him and asked if he could be called Frankie.

Frankie kept us on our toes. We opened the oven one night to put supper in and before we knew it Frankie had jumped in the hot oven. He jumped out just as quickly. Thankfully he was fine. Frankie did not enjoy the dogs that we tried having. I think he prefered the quiet home.