Claire Bear's Little Henchman?

This is going to require some back story as well.  Betsy.  None of the cats like Betsy.  They never have.  In fact, after all these years, it's still a shock to see three of the four cats together on the porch and no one chasing Betsy, especially Claire Bear.

While in the past Betsy has gone out of her way to take care of baby lambs, she has no affinity for Bullwinkle.  Not even a curious passing glance.  Claire Bear (black cat you seldom see on the blog...or anywhere actually) has never had any affinity for any baby lambs...until Bullwinkle.

Heck, Claire Bear doesn't even seem to have any affinity for the porch on a normal day and here she is sharing a dog bed on the porch with Bullwinkle...while Betsy looks on...from Bullwinkle's actual bed.  Comby is wisely keeping out of the middle of what can only be called Crazytown.

Shortly after this picture was taken, Bullwinkle got up and gave Betsy a couple head butts.  Actual head butts, not "hey let's play" headbutts.  That was odd.  He did it again a day or so later.  Yesterday he tried to pop Comby.   A sheep that doesn't like cats?!?

Comby isn't taking any guff off anyone, so before Bullwinkle could even make contact with him, he had his dukes up...and I'm pretty sure Bullwinkle won't make that mistake twice ;-).  Still, looking back at this picture...I'm kind of wondering if we have a little thug on our hands ;-o.

"Who ya callin' a thug, lady!"

"This is my mean face!  Claire Bear taught it to me."

I'm pretty sure anyone with pink ears and a cute freckly nose with a funny cowlick sending hair every which direction can't be a thug...unless he's gone over to the dark (black cat) side.  Nah, he's a sweetie.  And a good sport.  Especially if there are babas involved ;-).