Frankie Weiss and Her Magic

Frankie Weiss and Her Magic
Chapter Four - The Return of Gingivitis

During the next half-year we were a happy threesome sharing the Weiss home. Johnnie playing with her toys, Frankie still delighted in massacring the bear, even with her seven missing teeth by flinging and chasing it over and over. And, Mr. Mom was the recipient of their endless love and pleasure in their play. Frankie and Johnnie were now fully grown. My two cats no longer shared the love seat. Johnnie would not go near it. Could it be Frankie as boss cat told Johnnie to get lost; was the seat was off limits to her after more than year of sharing?

Even with her missing seven teeth Frankie’s bear suffered the consequences of her torturous play. In grasping and flinging the poor thing, its ears were torn to shreds. Taking a fairly heavy cloth I cut and sewed on new ears to the bear replacing the old ones. It made no difference to Frankie, the bear was hers, and hers to send flying through the air which she did with much gleeful abandonment.

The love seat now was Frankie’s alone. Could it be as they matured their needs changed? Did Frankie really give Johnnie notice she was no longer welcome the share the seat as they had in the past? Remember, Frankie ruled the Weiss household as far as her housemate cat was concerned; Johnnie played second fiddle in Frankie’s orchestrations.

I was now aware that my cats’ habits changed frequently. While both Frankie and Johnnie at times would separately rest or catnap on the Captain’s Chair, the love seat was off limits to Johnnie. In fact, she would not even go near it. Frankie also adopted the four dining room chairs’ velvety cushions as resting and sleeping places. She would change from seat to seat at different times. Turkish towels were quickly put on each cushion to protect them from possible staining. Again, Johnnie never went near one to sit or relax or sleep. Yet in so many other ventures they were close as two peas in a pod. Greeting me as I came in the house was not a one-cat operation. Both cats had to greet me with their love that was mine to accept. This was not an option. Frankie must have known at this new period in her life that she had to share me with Johnnie, who jealously would push forward for me to acknowledge her greeting. Strangely, Frankie in her need to be boss cat never objected when Johnnie did this. I can only assume she knew my love was to be shared by both and, neither would be left out from my touch or greeting. Or did Frankie lose some of her bossy I come first attitude?

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