chillas and I have another cat. I rescued her in the parking lot of our last apartment just over two years ago. She's a tiny little black thing, about the size of a 6-8 month old kitten. Her name is Pyewacket but we call her Itty Bitty because of her size.
Nicholas is 9 years old now, and in 3rd grade. His teacher says that he's doing wonderfully in school and that he's a joy to have in class. He visits with chillas and I once a month for the weekend, plus various holidays. He has a cat of his own, named Sprite, that I rescued in his home town at a gas station. She was just a tiny 6 week old kitten that someone pulled out of their engine. Stupidly I offered to take her, and she and Nicholas bonded on the ride home. They're best buddies now, like nothing else I have ever seen.
There really isn't anything else exciting. I haven't done a play in almost 2 years, so I have a horrid feeling I may be done with them. Ah well, I sing a lot in the car so that helps some.
The holidays are coming up, and my SIL and BIL and they're new baby boy will be here for that. Nicholas will be with us from the 26th-1st so we'll get two Christmases!