For the record (as they say on As It Happens), I'm Bo, he's Chuck.
Over in this corner we have Bo, a walrus with legs, a snuggler, a barker, an absentminded ding-dong. And over here is Chuck, a neurotic gazelle*, listens to music written by men who wear mascara, prefers that you wash your hands before touching him, reads Hemingway.
Mind you, that description could also apply to Ernie and Bert and if there was ever a famous relationship that looks like our relationship, it's Ernie and Bert.
(Sigh. I'm Ernie. Sigh. He's Bert. Jeepers.)
*It is possible that David won't be flattered by this comparison, so I guess I should mention that I am rather more like an attention-seeking beagle than David is like a neurotic gazelle.