Chuck Bass Update

It's hard to remember life B.C.B (Before Chuck Bass), and its only been two weeks.......

This 'chuck-inator' is a delight to come home to, and once I'm home he is my constant shadow. I shouldn't complain, it is quite lovely.......

but gosh he is a cheeky rascal! - look at this.... 'butter wouldn't melt... check out that little head tilt' (photo taken after I'd given up eating my steak and veggies at the table and had to resort to standing up at the kitchen bench - chuck? i don't share my dinner.... with anyone)

The usual quite nights in front of the TV with the laptop may have gone..... Chuck wants in on the action.

 And when I do get five seconds to myself, I start to worry. Where and what is he doing?? - FOUND, in the pepsi max box in the kitchen. Note all I had done was opened the top flap of the box to get a can out, and he has squished himself in there. Hilarious. (good to see he loves pepsi max as much as I do)

I've attempted to keep the bathroom off limits, I caught him head first in the toilet the other day - um hello, I thought cats didn't like water? Brushing my teeth before bed last night, running around trying to do stuff at the same time. I seriously had turned my back for five seconds and look what i returned to. Awesome Chuck, awesome.....

But goodness me, I love this little fur muffin. And I think we are finally starting to understand each other. I need to be home at a decent time to keep him occupied (which can only be good for me as well!). And as I type, I think we have reached a compromise - he doesn't need to be on or under the laptop, we can sit here together and everyone is happy x