Aunt Mel needs another cat like she needs another hole in her head – but there is a new cat, actually a kitten. His name is Frank.

Coming home late one night, Aunt Mel saw his eyes reflecting in her headlights. He was barely off the road in the tall grass. Aunt Mel stopped to make certain he wasn’t hurt. Instead of running off like most animals would do, he stood up and marched right up to Aunt Mel. Crap.
So Frank came home with Aunt Mel and settled in immediately. He’s all white with green eyes and he does not lack confidence. He spends much of his day trying to reach through the bars to eat Miss Peep. He tackles Aunt Mel if she steps over him without acknowledging his presence. Frank is precocious.
The first morning in his new home, Frank was napping on the wood-burning stove. Aunt Mel was across the room enjoying her morning coffee. Suddenly there was a noise and Aunt Mel only had time to turn her head to see Frank flying toward her like he was shot from a gun. He leaped right into her coffee cup, spilling everything.


Having a young kitten in the house with many elderly pets has certainly livened up things. Surely there will be many more posts about Frank and his misadventures.