Cats are of their own mind. As a child I had a male tabby named Tuffy. He would walk up to everyone and rub against their leg. In return, all he asked for was to have his head rubbed. If you failed to return his affection, he’d turn around, raise hit tail and spray your leg. I loved Tuffy.
The IPhone transcribes voice messages to text. It’s fun to read the text then listen to the voice message. Sometimes there not even close to the voice message.
After five days of Jr. pointing out the absurdities of old western movies, I’ll never be able to watch a western movie without being cynical.