So tonight at work my old friend showed up, the one I called Zmajo, from an animated movie.
He’s black with a white spot under his neck.
I hadn’t seen him in a very, very long time, so I was really happy to have someone keeping me company on the night shift.
Now he’s playing with his tail, chasing it—something my cat has never done—it’s really cute and funny.
I had to give him all the salami from my sandwich because he was very hungry, and at one point he even jumped onto the table where the keyboard and monitor are, and I found some cat food that’s been sitting in the cupboard since last month.
Anyway, tonight I’m having a cheese-only sandwich for dinner, haha.
