We apologize for being absent from the blogging world for quite a while now. But Freddie, Frankie and Roslyn have all been dealing with life.
Roslyn is far too busy getting ready for the Culver City Art Group 23rd Annual Holiday Art Show. So she asked me, Freddie, to upload this Feline Friday post because we know you all must miss us so much.
And, by the way, she’s been showing her art work from collages to acrylic paintings to ceramics to photography in just about every one of those 23 shows. Yes, it’s tiring.
So I, Freddie, have stepped up to help her. Between Frankie and me, I am the reliable one. The photo above is of me helping her prepare one of her frames. Cat hairs? Of course, cat hair on everything is the signature of her work. Everybody knows that!
I have a lot of photos to show you from the past few weeks, so here we go!
This photo shows how Frankie and I assist Roslyn at the computer. That’s me curled up between the keyboard and the monitor.The most ergonomic position for a cat. Frankie, the fuzzy grey head in the foreground, is in the sling Roslyn bought for him so he can sit in her lap. I would have liked a sling too, but okay, a 17-pound cat wouldn’t fit too well in a sling…. I get it.
As soon as Roslyn comes home she throws her bags and hat on this chair. Frankie is making sure next time she goes out she has plenty of cat hair with her. You know the saying: Cat hair. Don’t leave home without it!
There is a misconception that I don’t like Frankie that much. I was here first and six months later he showed up. It’s true, he can be a bully. But it’s only because he had a tough life before he came here. So I like to nap close by him. So here I am on the chair just a few feet from his. I know he likes my company too.
Everybody knows the rule is the bigger the cat, the smaller the box. I was contemplating how I could squeeze into this very thin box. I am sure if I flattened myself out my total mass would equal the dimensions of the inside of this box. Where’s my calculator so I can figure this out?
It was a VERY hot day and Roslyn refused to turn on the air conditioning inside the house because she is SO cheap! So we sought refuge under the little table on the front patio. Roslyn tried to crawl under there with us but we said no way girl, we’re not sharing. Go stuff your head in the fridge or turn on the a/c. Humans can be infuriating!
This was a team effort. I am very good at opening cabinet doors, even the ones with magnetic earthquake safety closures. I open the doors on all the cupboards in the house and then Frankie and I shovel everything out. It’s so much fun to see the expression on Roslyn’s face when she comes home and finds all the contents all over the floor. She took this photo minutes after she had thrown everything back into the bathroom cabinet under the washbasin. I don’t know how Frankie has the nerve to do this stuff but he always gets away with everything…
Frankie hugging another of Roslyn’s bags…
This was so much fun. While Roslyn was out at the farmers market I opened the door of the coat closet in the entryway (Roslyn uses it to store all her tools). Frankie knocked down the shopping cart and somehow dragged it out of the closet, blocking the front door. When Roslyn came home she couldn’t open the front door! Hee hee hee. She pushed and shoved and finally moved whatever was blocking the door far enough in so she could get in with all her bags of vegetables. Of course then she realized what had been blocking the door was her wheelie shopping bag with a cat sitting on it. Good thing it was the scrawny cat sitting on the shopping cart because if it was me, she would never have been able to push it back far enough to get in the door!
One of my favorite Frankie escapades. Roslyn was taking her shower when she had the uncomfortable feeling someone was spying on her. Sure enough, she saw this eyeball staring at her through the shower curtain. Shades of Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho… this even gives me the chills… Frankie can be scary…
I will end with one of my tricks. Sometimes when Roslyn is working on the computer in the morning, I hide out and wait until she goes down to the kitchen for another cup of coffee. She has no idea I’m even in her office. Then I pounce on her chair. When she comes back upstairs I’m busy washing myself very nonchalantly like, oh, did you want this chair now? I thought it was vacant!
Roslyn will be back to posting on her blog and commenting and liking all your blog posts probably mid November. Until then, it’s lights out for us. See you later!