I've been a little worried about Frank, as my Mum has reported that he has
been moping under the bed since I left the island last Sunday. However, the
weather has been bad with rain and high winds. Today, my Mum rang me,
sounding very happy, and reported that Frank had come up to her in the
morning, tail in the air, and demanded breakfast, and then he had followed
her around and supervised everything she had done. It was sunny out on the
island today. Apparently, he wasn't moping for me, as we had thought, but
because he didn't like the weather. Well, humph. ;o)

Frank has also been difficult to medicate, my good little boy who has always
eaten his meds like an angel. He has decided that he won't have his meds
from my Mum. Nikki, on the other hand, little Miss I'll Eat It If I Feel
Like It, has been an angel with my Mum and lets her pill her (my Mum pill
Nikki) like a little saint. This proves to me, yet again, that my Mum was
supposed to be Nikki's human. But I'm not willing to give her up. :o)

I'm going back out there on Sunday. I will be travelling with my sister's
family, and they will take my niece's cats Kasper and one of Kira's kittens
(who is moving to Norway in the autumn) along. Kira is staying in town,
because guess what - she is going to have kittens again. Apparently she has
a beau ready, and they are just waiting for her to come into heat. So she
stays in town for now with my nephew. Anywho, can't wait to see the
Frank'n'Nikki monster!