I see him here behind me, but excuuuse me if I don't know what he is. A yellow introoder of some sort. At least he's not asking me stupid questions. Honestly, Kitties, you would not believe the stuff that has found its way into my castle as the Human "cleans out" 37 years' worth of crap valuable possessions. Like this one.
To be honest, it's not *my* favorite show, but I didn't mind too much since there was (reluctant) laptime coupled with abundant brushies (the reason the laptime was tolerated). Next time I want to watch Ren & Stimpy or My Cat from Hell. Who cares about some stoopy chemistry teacher? Though I do kind of like Gus. I mean, I even have a little Gus with a bucket of chick-hen, too.
Well, Black Boycat dipped in sunlight anyway. I have been reaping the benefits of a Human that is now only semi-employed. This seems to mean that she goes in when she wants, stays for 2-4 hours, and departs without so much as a by-your-leave. If she coulda had this gig all along, she might not be retiring. I let her go to the movies today. I'm reasonable.