Parting Ways with Peter Medley

Remember Fern Lyttleton? Well, Leslie, Fern's mom, has a friend named Jill. And Jill and her husband were on the hunt for a little friend for their one-year-old boy-kitty.

Jill contacted me during the LONG kitten drought we had earlier in the year, and then waited patiently for the Medleys to arrive.

On the day she came by for meet and greets, Peter was being his smart, bouncy, charming self so he quickly landed himself a new family.

Jill and Leslie came on Sunday to pick up Peter. Peter romped and played with the others while we completed the adoption paperwork.

And when we were all done, he fell asleep in his loving mother's hands.







I think the boy's pretty happy with his new mama. And I know his mama feels the same.

We're pretty happy too. Our little Peter-Pants found himself an awesome home.

Peter Plays Coy

I love this flirty little scene between Peter and Bean. What a coy little man he is.











And yes, Peter has left the nest too. We'll have his parting tale later.

Peter Rabbit

All he needs is a little cotton tail...

A Peter Pick-Me-Up

Monday morning blahs? Well, Peter Medley is here to save the day. Here's your own Peter pick-me-up.















Thank you, Peter. The week is looking better already.

Guaranteed Mood-Elevator

I swear to you, this video will make you happier.



And if that didn't work... let's try these pictures.

He's Got Something to Say

He's springy, he's wiggly, he's sweet, he's charming, he's cuddly. When he gets excited his ears get really pink. This is Peter Medley.

All of these qualities are endearing, but what I like best about Peter is that he's very vocal.

Any question you pose to the boy will be answered. He doesn't respond with a meow, It's kind of a long, squeaky cry. I don't think he's crying though. It doesn't seem like there's something he needs, it just seems like his regular speaking voice just happens to be high and squeaky.

So, naturally I want to call him Squeaky Pete. But he prefers Peter, and I will respect that.


Peter Medley, you had me at Hello.

A high, squeaky hello.