These floral ears are just right for a Latesummer Night's pondering.
When I had a boy bulldog, I named him after a character from A Midsummer Night's Dream--the one with the ears.
During university summers, I would wait tables at the Confederation Centre's restaurant. There was a section that was apart from the other tables. The restaurant called it the Extension, but we smarty pants university students all hung up on Camus called it the Existension.
Natalia looks like she might be ready to bring some menus to the Existension.