He looks a bit “scowl-y,” doesn't he?
But not really...
Poor little fella probably got whacked in the chops by the claws of the village “bully-cat.”
He was actually very approachable, trusting – and welcoming of all the affection he could get (*) –
on this October afternoon in Tamins, high above the misty Rhine in Switzerland’s Canton
Graubünden, as I explored the village with little Riana (**) and her mom.