Actually he is quite tolerable, and is scared of me, which is a bonus.
Chucky is not the brightest crayon in the box, and here he demonstrates his love of the morning newspaper... for completely the wrong reasons.
It has indeed been a long time, and a lot has happened in the household since last we spoke.
So now I will attempt to bring you up to speed with what has been happening in my life over this past year.
Not only has Twinky's daughter, Pumpkin, taken up permanent residence here, but we also have a new species joining the clan. I call it "snack" but my humans are insisting on giving it a name - apparently this "Happy" is something called a Hamster.
Its a tough job being me, it really is...



No.1 Twinky: yes, she was pregnant last year - but both her kittens didn't make it - they were in bad shape, and being new to this business, poor Twinky wasn't quite sure how to assume the role of motherhood. It was a sad day for all, but the little black cat made a fast recovery and life went on. Cocoa never quite recovered though - she really missed those kittens...
No.2 The mad Orange: the tomcat-about-town had his wings clipped so to speak. His days and nights on the town seemed to have caught up with him, and the two-legs finally discovered that the old boy was suffering from Diabetes - which basically means that he can't handle his sugar. So now Orange is a housecat - no more wild ramblings for him - and he gets to enjoy an injection twice a day to keep him going - lucky boy!