Frankie Weiss and Her Magic

To their way of thinking, if you love them, you love all they do. Cats do not know about false love, their love is unshakable and unmistakable in its devotion. The same is expected from you.

You start writing stories, true little pieces about their whims, the pleasure they give you, their antics, you send these stories to friends, to Animal Shelters, to other web sites. Shelters have asked me for permission to publish their pictures in future advertising. You are flattered, your ego becomes inflated, you realize your cat Frankie is a beautiful marked Calico, in fact she’s a toothless tri-color; her colors cause you to boast she’s a world beauty among Calicos. She’s even rare to the point because of her toothless existence.

Who ever heard of a toothless cat, let alone a beautiful toothless Calico? You miss them when you have gone away for a short vacation, even though you made preparations for a housekeeper to tend to their every need. You need the look they give you with their big, black eyes, rimmed yellow green. You cannot get back soon enough to be greeted by and to touch them. You are completely under their control. All being said and done, they are your children, now so important in your new world.

Your new world will have its hurts and misgivings. Not all is well over the years,  rough spots appear in the fathering of the love for your four legged companions and their health. One day, you make a terrible mistake giving Frankie some table food. A spiced chicken you took home from a restaurant. How could you be so stupid? Cats are never to be fed spicy chicken. In nature the foods they eat have no spices or other ingredients that would cause inflammation in their esophagus tract. You have often fed Frankie chicken you made in the past, but with no spices. This time, you lost all sense of feeding her a food not good for her digestive system. She begins throwing up and cannot hold down any food she tries to eat. You even see her take a few laps of water and all the years together she has never taken one drop. You begin to worry and call your Vet’s office to have Frankie examined. As luck would have it, Dr. Rothberg, Frankie’s Vet was away on vacation, I had no choice but to use another Vet connected to the Hospital, although I felt Dr. Rothberg knew Frankie best and I trusted her judgment.