The Quicksilver Workaholic

The Frickerdoodle went missing again yesterday...he was here in the morning before we went on our errands, and hasn't been seen  since.  He and his tiny brother Frack (I think his name should be Fractious) were almost inseparable, and as kateslover said in his blog last night, the little guy appears to be looking all over for his missing sibling. 

At least he's stopped crying constantly...ever noticed how that's almost as contagious as yawning?

Frick was SO friendly that I'm just sure he followed someone or let someone pet him and they took him home.  I've canvassed the immediate neighbors with no luck...



You can see who's the adventurous one...although they'd BOTH follow Joseph wherever he went, like a pair of puppies.

I HATE having outdoor cats.  Not going to do that, ever again. 

And yes, of course, Frack's an indoor kitten now...I was going to see that they both were, on the 4th, because of losing them last Friday when we had fireworks. 

Wish I'd just done it THEN...