Peabody Reflects on Life in The Hollow

Peabody, our latest addition to the cat crowd, was a crazed, mean, feral little beast fo most of last summer.  He chased all the other cats and scratched us maliciously just after we gave him a nice dinner.  Truly a case of biting the hand that feeds you.  But we worked with him because I knew inside there was just a little kitten trying to break out and needing affection and a place to be at home.

Tho' we don't altogether regret our taming of this little beast, he has caused such discord in the house. All the other 5 cats positively hate him.  There are tremendous kerfuffles where the fur flies in epic proportions.  It feels like he will never quite fit in.  But he is here to stay.  And he has turned out to be an extremely affectionate animal.  He loves bedtime when he can snuggle down into someone's counterpane to snooze.  And he snores, little grumbly-sounding snores.

But, he also has a temper and every once in a while he will take a swipe at me, just to let me know who's boss.

This picture caught him reflecting on himself in his improved circumstances as the brutal winter beats down upon The Hollow.  I think he likes what he sees.