Philon’s got a pretty nice name, but I know what the artist wanted to say. There are at least five names our cat’s accustomed to and knows we’re talking to/scolding/calling him. He takes it easy, though. Do I know what he’s calling me whenever he changes his miaow-sounds?
Had some fun with an old photo of Philon again :) Today has been relaxing, just some cleaning, watching some football and now drinking a smoothie which I made to get rid of most of the fruit I had in the freezer. Got mail from a school today which I want to attend, but still no definitive yes or no. We’ll see.
Philon and his new toy.
This really made my day, so much so that I even couldn’t pick my favourite scene! Maybe it’s a good thing I couldn’t bring myself to wake up to watch the Oscars? Because most probably none of the winning movies could hold a candle to this one.