Frankie the Yellow Chick...

Was the only thing I bought in Leavenworth. The store owner told me his name is Bob because when you touch him he bobs around. But I'm married to a Rob and my father-in-law's name is Bob so I figured we have enough Bob's in the family already. I named him Frankie. He sits on our kitchen windowsill and helps me do the dishes. Sometimes he bobbles around when we leave the window open. I think he's happy here.