Frank

Pet's Age
2

Your Pet's Story or Bio
Frank came into my life at a rough time. I had just lost my cat, Patrick, who was with me for 19 years. I was heartbroken. I told myself to wait for another because I couldn’t imagine loving another! My brother and sister in law told me for my 40th birthday they wanted to get me 1 or 2 cats and to just go get one/two. I had a lot going on personally and just wasn’t hyped up to go look. But I went. I had favorited 10 cats on Petfinder but when inquiring, they had been adopted.
Finally I went to Petco. They had a bunch of tiny kittens that were adorable. They all were trying to get out of the cages. I looked in a cage and saw an orange cat named Cheetoh. I had an orange Cheeto once. It was Patrick’s brother. He had passed away at 12. I told myself no…they were too much alike. But this Cheetoh was just laying there content, looking up at me. He wasn’t a tiny kitten and had been there the longest. I took him out and held him, and we just clicked. The name Franky/Frank came to me as soon as I signed the paperwork.
Frank is such a sweet boy. He likes to touch me when laying near me, likes being on a leash and exploring the yard, is patient getting his nailed trimmed, and has been my little pal!

Why I am thankful for my pet...
I’m thankful Frank is so loving. He’s really filled a hole in my heart. When stressed, I know I can always get a little Frank hug.