Franc was eight weeks when we adopted (rescued him). The Vet thought he looked four weeks old because he was so tiny, so malnourished and, of course, infested with fleas and mites. I don’t exactly know why I brought him home. I doubted my intentions when I worried that I might be infecting my other cats with who knows what. Notice how skillfully he maneuvers those razor sharp claws to get each weft thread in place!
Below photo is right after Franc’s first or second bath.
So welcome Franc, our Maine Coon Rescue who someday will surpass a pound and probably weigh more like twenty-five. Enjoy that basket while you still can!