Oh Phouka, you little fucker!
It is apparently impossible for me to guard the little birdies that visit the feeder/balcony from the viscous furry menace that curls up next to me in bed and lifts and angles his little head when I come home so that I can kiss the top of it hello. Short of wrapping the entire balcony in netting. So I guess Phouka will have to make due with the
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