My crew and I have survived the week! Okay, no surprise, we survive pretty much every week. Har har! Frankie's favorite thing to do when he is not playing by himself or laying somewhere near me is to follow Vincent around, trying to make friends and imitating what he does. He will sniff Vincent's rear end if the opportunity allows. Vincent lets him hang out unless the 2 meet nose to nose and then Vincent more or less walks off, disinterested and trying to ignore Frankie as much as possible. They don't fight. Not on a regular basis. I caught one picking on the other once this week and that seems to be the end of it.
Magic's favorite thing is to come upon them both together and hiss at them as she hops on by, maybe even bothering to try and swat one of them.
Frankie definitely dislikes being picked up but he loves being petted and bellyrubbed and will interact with me willingly. Because he hid from my dad, Dad now believes Frankie's a skittish, hider cat. He's really not a loner at all. He's just shy of new people.
Onward toward the hot July weekend!
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