YESTERDAY I RECEIVED A PHONE CALL FROM THE HUFFPO ADMIN, ASKING ME TO STOP WRITING ABOUT BURYING HUFFPO BLOGGERS IN MY BACKYARD. "IT'S IN BAD TASTE,” THEY SAID. SO… I'VE DECIDED TO WRITE ABOUT MY CATS! SO LETS START WITH THIS ADORABLE STORY ABOUT MR.CHUCKLES!!!

One sunny afternoon I was alone watching the View (it was Wednesday, Scott was at the gym, as usual, working on his “lats” and “delts”). I was curled up comfortably underneath my quilt, with Mr. Chuckles...