Welcome to my 600th post. There isn't a whole lot of information about Peasley on his blog, but this is what I found out. He loved Turkey Feast Fancy Feast. He liked lounging around on his cat tree and on his patio. He loved to watch birds out the window and playing with his toys. His Mom had him since he was a tiny kitten and she's just devastated that he's gone after 22 years.
Peasley lived for twenty-two years,
And that's quite a few, my dears.
To the Bridge he went
With naught to repent,
But leaving his life-long companion in tears.