



I planned to do a monthly update on Frankie the Fella. Which would have been around Christmas time. But I was up early hours here in Worcester, UK, so needed to do something productive in my daughter’s new house. The family are all asleep and Summers the Insomniac is trying to simply keep quiet. So, hey ho, quick blog. Better than playing Solitaire card games.
I am currently away and have been for four days. Just helping finish off the decorating spruce up of my daughter’s old house. Keys handed over later today. So back to home base in Wales later today and playing music again. Hopefully start planning song arrangements and beginning to re-record in earnest.
My wife says Frankie the Fella has been continually sitting in my chair. So be difficult to get it back I reckon. My wife sent me the top photograph. I was a bit taken aback at how he has changed since the second photograph which was from about a week ago. If he grows at this rate, by Christmas he’ll be a veritable size. Hope he isn’t as playful as now. A huge presence in spinning around like a whirling dervish or dashing around to practice getting up to speed in case he meets Speedy Gonzales the Mouse.
Actually. The only two mice that ever introduced themselves into our house were narrating mouse characters who told me short stories about their adventures once a month. So….I wrote short monthly stories about a family of mice basically. The two narrating mice were Me old china (a classic Cockney rhyming slang of using the words ‘china plate’ for welcoming and greeting a ‘mate’). He was the Father Mouse who heard someone say to him, ‘Hello me old china’ and thought it was his name. And his wife Tinkling Ermine. A very hard of hearing mouse who thought she heard her Tinkling Ermine name when in fact the words were Stinking Vermin.
I know! Too much time on my hands.
UPDATE:
TOOK THESE TWO THE DAY AFTER MY WIFE TOOK THE TOP PHOTOGRAPH. I SUPPOSE IT SHOWS HOW WE CAPTURE PHOTOGRAPHS DIFFERENTLY.


Not the same cat! 🐈
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Same cat, different camera. 😊 Two expressions Shep. Wide eyed innocence or glinting mischief. Got back last night from finishing off the house painting at my daughter’s old house…..and first things first? I claimed my chair back. He’s turning into a fur ball. Cheers Shep.
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I said a hip hop/ what a sweet fella
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Got back from four days at my daughter’s and the painting is finished now. So back to normal life. Frankie is turning into fluffy cat. Frankie the Fluffy Fella. 😊 Cheers and all the best cookie.
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I cant believe how much Frankie has grown but you can definitely see his character in his face. He’s going to be the one in charge … good luck Gray 🤭
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I always catch him wide eyed when photographing. Angie likes to catch his serious side. It’s strange because, as Old Shep says in his comment, with Angie’s photo, it seems like a different cat. You are right though, he just ignores the word ‘No!’.
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He does look adorable
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I take his photo wide eyed. So he looks soft. But he definitely has his moments. Bengal and Maine Coon crosses are a conundrum of future possibilities. But he does gravitate to my lap often. So he seems very settled.
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