Frank Loves Bud

Have you ever tried to photograph a still life with an evil kitty around? It's pretty hard to do! Especially when the kitty has a thing for flowers, like Frank.
I met Frank one day while I was visiting my mom-in-law's shop. It's on a very busy street and we have an art studio in the barn behind it. I was loading things into my car from the studio when this beautiful (huge) white cat came up to me, looked me in the eye and basically said "Help Me!" with those crazy eyes of his. He was very dirty. He had paint on his back and his tail had a huge gash in it that looked like it had been there a while (ouch!).
We already had three cats at the time and a three year old, but I couldn't ignore this beautiful, frantic kitty's cry for help. So we took him to the vet and my son named him Frank, right then. He's been a part of our family for over three years, now. He's crazy and clumsy and loves flowers and waffles. And he's safe.

1 comment:

LeS said...

wow! he is a stunner - oh those eyes. and he could so easily be brothers with my cherished boy rocket :)