Fear not. I live! Yes, I am still climbing on the exercise wheel daily, a high-priced digital model which I have been enabled to purchase, having become a bestselling rodent author. I'm getting older though, so I don't push it too hard. Just enough each day. My dear friend and associate, Freddy the White Rat, is busy acting as my business agent and he is inventing on the side. He invented a small explosive device the other day which caused The Cat to beat a hasty retreat from our window, which he was attempting to pry open. I'm speaking of Mizzenchip, the orange cat, my nemesis. Freddy is hoping to cause Mizzenchip a fatal injury any day now, and I hope he succeeds, but Mizzenchip is not easy to kill. Believe me, we have tried. It's only fair, because he's been trying to kill me for as long as I remember.

Anyway, things are basically okay here. Zoe, our human companion, has gotten a job at the local health food store, and it suits her well. She is quite happy these days. My royalties have assisted in refurbishing the apartment, and Freddy is building an airplane to replace the one we lost when escaping from the Rich Kid. Zoe took us to the movies the other night, concealing us in her coat pockets on the way in, and we saw "The Aviator", a film about Howard Hughes. What a great movie!!! Freddy was so inspired by it that he is determined to build a new plane and take to the skies again. He ordered a radio control airplane kit on the Internet, and it came in a few days. The spare room is full of balsa parts and fabric and engine parts and all kinds of stuff. Freddy will modify the plane so it can be personally controlled from the cockpit. It's a classic biplane, and they have good lift, Freddy says. Best for emergency landings.

Mizzenchip will get a big surprise when we bomb him from an altitude of a hundred feet or so. I can hardly wait.

- Corridus