Wull hullo flist, long time no chat.
Spike is back! He's currently helping himself to the food in the cat's hopper. I've been worried about him, haven't seen him for months. I was kind of hoping he'd gone home and got neutered, buuut...*glances under his tail*... nuh-uh.
*Chuckle* He's no longer the pretty, slender kitty he was last autumn - he's filling out into a right bruiser! Got tomcat cheeks and a bull neck. If he's going to start lurking around again I'm very tempted to stuff him in a cat basket and get him neutered myself.
Anyway, what was I going to say before grubby white cat distracted me?
Oh yeah.
( Ramble ramble rhubarb... )