Frank
Frank: 11-year-old Frank was out of luck and out of time at the Nottingway shelter outside of Richmond, VA. So in March, 2025 he jumped in the van with Risa to head down to Perry where Leashes End was just setting up after the move. Frank was a good boy and loved life at Leashes End … good food, soft beds, great romps! Too bad that Maximus didn’t much like Frank. That dynamic was trying for all of us and we ended up having to time-share the common areas to keep the two apart. One morning, Frank was eerily still in bed. He had passed away in his sleep during the night … in a soft bed in a home that loved him. RIP, Frank; may your memory be a blessing.