Meet Percy

Hi! I’m Professor Percy Seymour Howard (named for novelist Walker Percy).  I have an interesting tail… no wait, that’s an interesting tale.

A little while ago (we feline types aren’t so great at keeping time), I’m not really sure what happened, all I know is I was in pain and I was sitting on the side of the road watching those big metal things that the bipeds ride around in. They were zooming by really fast (did one of them hit me maybe?). I was putting on my brave kitty face because I didn’t want anyone to know I was hurt.  That’s when these nice bipeds drove by and sort of slowed down, but didn’t stop.

I couldn’t keep up the brave act, my leg hurt too bad, so eventually I had to lie down.  Those same bipeds came back and saw me still there, and got out and took me to this doctor biped that worked on my leg.  For I while I had to wear this funny wrap thing on it, but after she took it off, I could walk pretty good! The nice bipeds took me to live with their daughter and her mate, and I got to hang out in my the shop where my foster dad builds furniture.  I lived with them for two weeks while I was getting better, but they weren’t able to keep me (this made them very sad, I could tell).


Last night, this other female biped showed up at my foster mom and dad’s place.  I walked right up to her and sniffed her and decided that she seemed pretty okay.  She and my foster mom and dad talked for a while, and then she asked me if I wanted to go home and live with her.  She told me I’d have a kitty sister and doggie brother and sister too, and a cool dad who really needed a little boy kitty like me.


So I said okay, and walked right into the big carrier she brought for me to ride in, and she took me home.

I’m adjusting pretty good. I really like my new mom and dad, but the dogs are a little on the hyper side, and my new sister’s playing hard to get.  okay, so I think she’s determined not to like me, but I’ll win her over eventually.  I think my story’s just beginning instead of ending that day on the road thanks to some really cool bipeds who took really good care of me!

Anna here… Adelaide’s feeling threatened, poor girl… I’m giving her extra attention to make up for it.  But doesn’t she look splendid when she’s resentful?


6 thoughts on “Meet Percy

  1. Oh, and how upset is Adelaide? If she becomes more aggressive or doesn't seem to warm up to him after a while, I've heard that rubbing a towel on each cat to get their scent, and then rubbing the towel on the other cat (to share the scent) might help.
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  2. Oh, and how upset is Adelaide? If she becomes more aggressive or doesn't seem to warm up to him after a while, I've heard that rubbing a towel on each cat to get their scent, and then rubbing the towel on the other cat (to share the scent) might help.
    My recent post One week

  3. She's not bad, she hisses when she sees him and refuses go go anywhere near where he hangs out, so our downstairs is sort of divided in two cat territories at the moment. I've been hold them both on the same clothes, but if it doesn't get better in the next day or two, I'll try the towel thing. I read that as long as there wasn't open aggression at best they'll be fine, and at worst they'll just sort of ignore each other. Adelaide's always been a little slower to warm up to things, to being held, to the dogs, and so forth. She's still not a lap cat, but has taken to sleeping on my feet at night 😛

    1. It will probably just take some time for her to get used to the new arrangement. Our other cat Jewely was upset after Pokey died (he had been ill for a long time, so she knew something was up), and I came back a few days later to live with my parents after being away for years, so she was out of sorts with both changes. Then she didn't like it when I left again a few months later. 😛
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  4. Cool. Glad Percy's adjusting well. He looks adorable. Love the pic of reentful Adelaide! (Adelaide Crapsey?) That is cool that you named him after Walker Percy! I once named a cat Albert after Albert Camus.

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