Sylvester here, basking and recharging my Catteries.
All eighteen pounds of 'em.
The Sun is finally warm again and it makes me verreh, verreh happy!
I don't know why the peeps allow it to get chilly and cloudy outdoors once a year, it's a Bad Idea if you ask me. Mommy whines about the cold weather, but I bet she could do something about it if she really applied herself...
...the lazy wench.
If it weren't for the whole thumbs situation, and well, to be honest, the scritching, and smooching, and grooming, and rubbins, and... and...
Oh, just never mind.
Realistically we all know we can't just up and fire our Moms (and/or Dads) no matter how incompetent they are.
Although it would be nice if they would fix the sun situation.
I mean, how hard could it be?
XX Sylvester XX