Frankie & Ernie

Frankie & Ernie Frankie

Full Names: Frankie (left) & Ernest (right) Given B-day: March 21, 1988 Crossed:Unknown History: The call came one day from my room mate that there were two impromptu guests at KFC, her workplace. One of her co- workers had found two kittens in a dumpster across the street. He took them back to KFC, hissing & spitting to get wamrth & food. I guess the crew more or less adopted them and named them Frank & Ernest. My roomie called again two nights later to tell me that we'd have house guests and wanted to know if I could pick them up. When I did, I fell in love immediately! It was heartbreaking to see the terror in their little faces, though! Considering where they were found & the fact that they were afraid of everyone, we were sure that they'd been abused. For several days, neither kitten would let us near and Ernie would hiss on sight. Then came the day when my roomie was able to hold Ernie. Wonder of wonders, he be- gan to purr! Frank was a little more reluctant but we eventually won him over, too. After we were finally able to love on Frank, we realized that this was a girl and changed her name to Frankie. Such sweet, gentle kitties! Once they found out they were loved, that's all they wanted to do! They grew into beautiful cats! Frankie was delicately built while Ernie became huge! He was a well muscled cat! Eventually, my roomie moved away and the two of them were mine until I fell on hard times. My friend agreed to keep my cats for me while I looked for a job & apart- ment. Oh how I missed them! No Frankie to nuzzle in my hair, no Ernie to fill my lap or soothe me with his deep, throbbing purr! For me it was torture! I'd never been without cats before and I hated it! I was having a hard time finding a job and my friend was getting impatient. Finally, she told me that I would have to find a new home for Frankie & Ernie. I begged her to wait a little longer but she was firm. Even though I had one of my two jobs by then, I still hadn't saved back enough for an apartment. That job was only part time and it would take awhile to save enough. My friend got hold of me again to say that she was not going to wait any longer. She would be bringing them the next day. I cried all night! I knew that I couldn't have them where I was staying. Defeated, I called my mom. She has a friend on a farm who takes cats in from time to time. Mom called her and reported back that the friend would take my babies. She was very good to all of her cats. I wasn't at all worried about their care! They were in good hands. My biggest problem was the feeling of guilt. I felt like I'd taken them in and abandoned them. At the time I had no choice. It was worse knowing that their rescuer is also the one who forced me to send them away! I don't know how she could've done that to them! They went to the farm and seemed to be happy. The lady fell in love with them, too. I didn't have her num- ber so I kept tabs through Mom. That was sketchy at best! Two months after they left, I had both jobs and my home. I didn't hear of their passings until months after the fact. I'm still in mourning for these two! Now that they've crossed over, I hope they know that I wanted to keep them forever! My sweet, precious babies, I've never forgotten you, never stopped loving you, never wanted to leave you! Please forgive me! Frankiebeau

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