Frostfrog is tired, too tired to comment on this cat Charlie... been living on ice (Frostfrog does not joke about such matters - Frostfrog has been living on ice), then driving, driving, driving... driving the only road in America where gas stations are 240 miles apart and even in May, one finds truckers weary and frazzled from driving through 50mph ground blizzards in near zero temperatures... so Frostfrog is too tired to write about Charlie... then Frostfrog just learned his good friend, a man unique in all this world, died this afternoon... so Frostfrog is too sad to write about Charlie...

But if Frostfrog were not so tired, weary, and sad, he would say that Charlie is fine cat, and how glad he is that Charlie is loved and gives love. His time will be short, as will be the times of all of us, so cherish that love and next time Charlie rolls onto his back, give him his belly rub, then fall down, roll onto your own back, and let him give you a belly rub.

Your belly might be scratched and bleeding afterward, but it will be worth it.