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This 9-month-old kitten's full name is Father Frances — and there's a bit of a story behind the name.
A mother cat and two kittens were discovered last summer at a camp on Crescent Lake, and FoFF was called to help trap the family. We caught the mom right away, but a week passed before one of the kittens ventured into the trap. The second kitten was nowhere to be seen all week, and the food put out for him went uneaten, so we began to lose hope. Then, a miracle.
At the camp, there's a very small Catholic church where services are held every Sunday. The mother and brother had been trapped in the bushes behind the church.
One Sunday morning, in the middle of mass, ten days after the mother had been trapped, a little black kitten came marching out from behind the pulpit meowing his head off.
Everyone at the camp knew we were trying to rescue this kitten, so they called us. We got permission from the priest to set the trap inside the church after the service was over, and within an hour the kitten was in the trap.
It was decided that the kitten would be named either Sister Mary Margaret or Father Frances, depending on its gender, and when it was declared a boy, we nicknamed him Frankie.
Frankie's disposition is mellow and reserved. He doesn’t like to be picked up a lot but loves to be petted while lying next to his caregiver. He and Cody (above) have become good buddies, and they like to hang out together, so it would be really great if they could be adopted together.