Possum gave us a show last night that kept distracting us from Season 1 of The Americans, which we are finally watching after years of urging by Some Assembly Required.
First he assumed one of the poses he likes to practice in case Mr. John Singer Sargent shows up to paint his portrait someday:
Then he gave us his version of playing possum, with one eye open for a creepier effect:
Then he fell asleep scrunched into a corner of the chair, showing off his magnificent belly. Periodically he'd stretch his back a bit, which would send his back feet up into the air and slowly down again, which I find riveting.
The TV show was almost as entertaining.