One year later

In a week it will be my one-year anniversary of trapping Cuddles in a deserted area of New Orleans East. He is definitely Momma's Boy. Right now he is happily napping on an ergonomic pillow on the counter. He gets along great with the others in the house and I can't imagine my life without him. Poor baby broke his tail a few weeks ago but luckily it was near the tip. He is too busy trying to knock over the Christmas tree and run around the big Moose, Polar Bear, Black Bear, and Reindeer. The tree looks rather sparse this year. I erred on the side of caution and refused to put up any of the 80-some breakable glass ornaments. I'm taking bets on how long until the whole thing comes crashing down!!