Frankie

May 14, 1999

My name is Queen Frankie, and this is my story:

Even though I am a queen, I had pretty humble beginnings. I was born in an old barn early in the morning on May 14, 1999. My momcat was a grey tabby girl that was the resident "mouser" for the barn. I don't know who my dadcat was, but I am guessing he must have been a pretty big cat, whoever he was. The humans that owned the barn were a dad, a mom, and two boys. One of the boys was in Mommie's class at school.

Anyway, one day, the dad tells the family that he is going to "take care" of the kittens in the barn. What he meant be "take care of" was to KILL them! The mom and the two boys did not want us to be killed, and they tried to think of what they could do to save me and my littermates. The boy in Mommie's class knew she loved kitties, because she had a picture of her black kitty named Scotty on her desk. He told Mommie that he was asking all his friends if they wanted a kitten, because he knew if he didn't find homes for them, his dad was going to kill them.

When he told Mommie there was one black kitty in the litter, she said, "Aww, I love black kitties!" The boy told Mommie that a lot of people he talked to told him they wouldn't want a black cat because they were bad luck! Mommie didn't really need another kitty, but he came to school every day and told her all about me. Mommie finally gave in, and she told him to bring me to school, and she would take me home. The boy and his mom were very relieved that Mommie took me and saved me from being killed....and so am I !!! (All of my littermates found good homes, thankfully.)

Queen Frankie of the Planet of Giant Cats