My talented photographer friend has asked me to share this photo of Skulk with you all. Here he is in all his glory. https://m.flickr.com/#/photos/9745469@N08/13827693133/ Professor Skulkington, Sir Skulkingcat, Mr Skulkinghorn and Kana (which is short for Skulkana, which are small dried fruits that are excellent when you add them to soya yoghurt.) The cat known as Skulk skulked in on his elbows one day and never left. Gradually, as his confidence increased, his inimitable personality and talents became clear. He has the widest mouth of any cat I've ever seen. When he wants to come in, he opens it to its fullest capacity and miaows loudly, a graceless, harsh sound. While doing this, he simultaneously raises a front paw, in the misguided belief that it makes him appear beguiling and vulnerable. He just looks comical. Once his confidence has been won, he is shameless in demanding attention. He is the only cat I've ever known who can be passed, sitting on a cushion, from lap to lap. He won't even change position. You can pull him about, cuddle him like a teddy bear and rub your nose against his little short flat nose. He likes biting chins, very gently and affectionately, and once he ran across a room, jumped up and slapped me hard for no reason, while I was blamelessly watching tv and minding my own business. On the whole, however, he is a spectacularly good-humoured, sanguine fellow. When I happen to be the one to put him out at night, I present him to my friend, rather as Victorian children used to be presented to their father for inspection before they went to bed at night. Skulk usually thrusts a front paw towards my friend, which he gently holds and says to him, solemnly, "Pleased to meet you" four times, before Skulk is ceremonially conveyed to the garden for the evening. It turns out that he is also a skilled Choosing Cat. If we ever have two identical desserts and are unsure which one to eat first, Skulk is summoned and persuaded to sit on a special Choosing Cushion. After a while, he will indicate his favoured option by gently touching it with his nose. For this, he is praised lavishly and is made much of. If ever there is a decision to make, I often find myself asking, "Shall I fetch the Choosing Cat?" He has, of course, never made a bad decision. Since appearing on Flickr, Skulk's impudent face has been beamed directly to 4,523 people around the world, so apart from being a Choosing Cat, he is now a Famous Cat. He spent half an hour or so last night sitting in the living room window for an autograph signing session, but unfortunately nobody turned up. Skulk was undaunted by this. A cat of his stature is not to be dissuaded by minor setbacks. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the one and only Skulk, Choosing Cat and Famous Cat. He is very Pleased to Meet You all.