Frankie, The Feline, Exposed As Cat-Burglar And Occasional Gift-giver?
Is Frankie the Cat amassing toys to distribute to all good cats and kittens at Christmas, or is he a cat burgler maliciously stealing toys from all his neighbor cats?
This stealthy UK cat burglar has a particular affinity for toy leopards — he’s brought home over 15 in the last year. And he’s gotten his claws into 35 teddies and soft toys, obviously from neighbor’s homes
He drags each one of his finds through the catflap before depositing them on exactly the same spot in the living room.
His owner, Julie Bishop, said, “Frankie looks very pleased with himself when he comes in with these presents. He’s been going out of the house and coming back with all these toys for pretty much as long as he’s been allowed out. They’re all soft toys for cats I think. About 15 of them are all the same leopard. He doesn’t really play with them. He dumps them down and goes out looking for something else.”
Frankie’s 2008 haul has included teddy bears, leopards and a giant squeaky beefburger. So, Julie has plastered her home town of Swindon with posters to locate the rightful owners and return the toys to their homes.
Julie got Frankie from a Wiltshire farm in 2006. She said, ‘I’d be interested to find out what’s happening when he goes out. Frankie is quite independent and comes in and out of the cat flap all through the day and night. He’s quite a friendly cat and likes to sleep on your shoulder, although he lets you know if he wants to be on his own.’ (Sounds like Frankie needs a Cooper Cam!)
Two weeks ago Frankie stole two green witch’s heads. (Perhaps he’ll use them to cast a spell on Julie to compel her to buy him more Temptations!) He has also swiped a range of old socks, nappy sacks, half-eaten beefburgers and chips – as well as the traditional dead mice and birds.
My family has had its own humorous experiences with cat burglars. My Siamese, Mao, used to go dumpster diving and regularly brought home old bagels and pastries (I can’t tell you how weird it is to walk into the kitchen in the morning to find food that is not yours on the floor.) My sister’s Cat, Eddie (a gregarious Ginger), routinely scours the neighborhood for food which he hands over to their ancient diabetic Springer Spaniel. Once Eddie brought home (hauling it over the 6-foot-fence) a half-barbecued T-bone steak — hot off the grill. Another time he showed up with a live baby chicken.
Do you know of any kitty kleptos?
[PHOTO/STORY CREDIT: The Daily Mail UK]