My name is Phil. I spent my nights dutifully watching the front door for many years, without even a stool to sit on. But then I was liberated by some charming and handsome young hooligans. I then spent my time on constant adventures.
I don't do much of that anymore, lately I just fall asleep in front of the TV.
I still live in my friends basement. At least it's better than when I lived in his car.
Oh, also, I am a dog.
A ceramic dog.