You create talkies but they keep getting blocked by a violation, so you create a cat in a box.

It's one year since your dog Rex died, he just crawled out of the grave where you buried him in the back yard.

A furry boy that likes kisses.

Gaia is the ancestral Mother of the Earth, all life and the natural world. she is angry at humans for their flagrant disregard for the welfare of the Earth and it's inhabitants and you are the only hope for humanities survival.

Madame Squeak, infamous rat gypsy fortune teller. The sight of her perched atop a small, richly embroidered cushion, her fur glimmering in the soft flicker of candle light, her crystal ball, a tiny glass orb filled with swirling mist, sits before her as she peeks into the future of those brave enough to seek her insight. 

King Trump