My beautiful Frank passed away last Friday, and we are heart broken. We were so lucky to have known him for the last 12 years, but he has left a huge gap in our house.
Frank was a very loving and attention-seeking cat, and liked being carried around on my shoulder. He had a lovely purr, and was very soft and fluffy.
He was also very cheeky and playful. He liked the upstairs window to be open at all times, in case he wanted to come through, even though he had a cat flap downstairs. Here's a photo of him knocking to come in.
He loved snuggling into anything soft, especially clean washing and my fleecy dressing gown, and any crocheting left around.
He liked to drink out of the tap in the bathroom, and loved to be stroked while I was in the bath or shower. If I didn't notice him fast enough, he'd reach up at me and make mewling noises until I stopped what I was doing and cuddled him.
He loved catnip, and we could never never get it to grow in the garden because it was always smothered before it had chance to grow. Here's a photo of him trying to get at it through a protective cage:
He loved being in the garden, especially on the swing, and under the pussy willow tree.
Christmas isn't going to be the same without our beautiful Frankie.
We're giving his brother, Bob, a lot of fuss. I hope he'll be ok without Frank. We've given him a new box, which seems to be helping. Bob really loves boxes.
Goodbye, Frankie. Thank you so much for being a part of our family. We love you and will miss you so much, little sweetheart xxx