Tuesday, June 24, 2008


What do you know, CNF does like Pringles.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Poor, poor cat






Riley's mom here. I found these pictures of Fred in my camera. I feel so sorry for the poor Cat Named Fred, but I had to share. What a trooper. Oh, did you notice the cape?

Thursday, June 19, 2008

I'm just sayin' is all...



GEAUX LSU TIGERS!!!!!

Check out Tiger Cam!
http://www.mikethetiger.com/index.php?display=tigercam

CNF...




Just me and CNF (Cat Named Fred) being lazy in the front yard, under the big tree of course.

Uncle Charlie...




This is Fred's Uncle Charlie as a wee kitten. Oh yeah, that's me holding him. My cousin Lainey is in the background. This was at Thanksgiving last year at Ma-maw and Pa-paw's house in Louisiana. We saw him a couple of weeks ago and he is a quite a bit bigger now.

You are probably saying to yourself, "Why?"...



Why would someone create a blog about a cat, a cat named Fred? Well, here you will find the answers. But first you need a little background info.


Fred is ten-ish, we think. We aren't positive of how old he is because he is a stray. About 8 years ago, when we lived in Vicksburg, MS, he started hanging around, so we took him in. In VB, we moved a couple more times and he always kept up with us. Where there's Meow Mix, there's Fred.


Right before we moved to Franklin, my mom bought a leash and harness for Fred. It's a 7-hour drive from VB, and we were not toting a litter box, if you know what I mean. We put the harness on him and he immediately froze. It was a scream. I think Maw was there. It was as if he had been stuffed. He stiffened up and just fell over. We kept him in a crate for the ride up, but put the leash on him for a stop at a rest area in Alabama. That may have been the first time some of our fellow travellers had ever seen a cat on a leash. It was a hoot.


Still haven't gotten to the why the blog part yet...


We think that Fred is a cat that everyone should know about. Just ask the neighbors. He has sorta turned into the neighborhood cat. Not that he gets too far from the food bowl in our kitchen, but he does like to visit the hood. Just ask Miss Janice who lives behind us. Fred wakes up on her back porch on many mornings.


Stay tuned. You will be glad that you did.