I am Fluffy, the Flaming Gun Crew's mascot. I live in a nice spacious tank in the studio and get to stare at interesting people all day.
All in all, life is pretty good. I get fed regularly and all I need to do is occasionally entertain the odd human.
UPDATE: APRIL 2010 - Unfortunately there won't be any more entries in FLUFFY CORNER. Fluffy passed away on the 6th. April.... but he out-lasted the stripy b*stard.
11th. April 2010 - We decided that a proper send-off was in order; so with a bottle of wine we gave Fluffy a Viking burning burial, piled the kindling high and placed a cardboard coffin in the middle (supplied by a Tattoo Supplier!) and the bloody thing wouldn't light! So with a good dousing in petrol and a close miss between flame and eyebrow hair he went up. The ashes will be scattered on Mersea Island.
UPDATE: January 2010 - I've finally managed to get another moult in. What with the attention from my loving public and all I found it hard to find time in my hectic schedule to work out and get buff but somehow I got there. I now have claws to die for...... especially if the finned ones get to close, ha, ha! The tank has had an early Spring clean and I'm feeling good. There's even whispers that my human slaves may "surprise" me with an offering of fresh shrimp. Bring it on. VIVA LA FLUFFY!
UPDATE: OCTOBER 2009 - Well, not to much to report fans. I'm doing great in my new tank. The humans have added some finned "friends" to keep me company...... some of them have kept my belly full! I'm looking forward to the annual Halloween celebrations when I'll get loads of adoring fans pouring in to see me. Just remember that I can be a bit moody so no tapping on my bloody tank. VIVA LA FLUFFY!
UPDATE: June 2009 - I know I don't normally write this often but........ I've had a busy couple of weeks; what with getting all "Mission Impossible" and stuff. Anyway, apparently some people had shown concern that I'd left with the big tank when they heard the news. Au contrare, my new abode has arrived and it's been sitting next to my current tank. The guys wanted to wait until I had a moult before letting me have it. Well, I showed them, off with the old shell stretch out the new in double quick time. I'm bigger, better and I've got a posher crib to move into. Life is sweet. VIVA LA FLUFFY!
UPDATE: May 2009 - Ha, ha revenge is mine! I heard a nasty rumour that the Flaming Gun guys were going to put me back in with the stripy bastard and his cronies. So under cover of darkness I snuck into the studio and sabotaged the big tank. Poor Martin came in to find the tank leaking and had to get the other guys to come in early (on Kai's day off) to do an emergency rescue of the finned buggers. The tank is now gone, the fish re-homed and I've heard tell they're thinking of getting me a posh tank of my very own. Double whammy! Them fish were getting way too much attention anyway. You don't mess with the claw. VIVA LA FLUFFY!
UPDATE: September 2008 - Well I'm now fully grown back after two more moults. I'm also in prison. Unfortunately I was caught eating my way through the second Plec of the weekend once I was put back in the big tank and have been relegated to the mini-tank in the reception room......them humans may think they've got me beat but what they don't realise is that they've made it even easier for my adoring public to come and see me!
UPDATE: February 2008 - I'm having a bit of trouble communicating with you at the moment, see I had a moult a month or so back and unfortunately I shed my claws. The bloody fish turned on me and managed to rip all the legs off of my left side. Luckily I was rescued before they started on my other side and I'm now in my own isolation tank for the next six months until I manage to grow back some limbs. And to top it all the studio have dubbed me "Stumpy"...... very droll! Still; the local sandwich shop have taken to keeping me supplied with crab-sticks (my favourite) so it's not all bad.