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?


Let it snow, let it snow, let it… woof?

Twas a snow day at Havenknoll
And all through the house
My fuzzies were sleeping
and couldn’t be roused

(okay so Lacey was more like a little kid that kept looking out the windows)

(and not wanting her pics taken)

(and Adelaide was more interested in purring at the birds, but hey, I’m trying to rhyme here! and no this pic isn’t upside-down)


Their paws were all curled up
To keep them all warm
While I spread some bird seed
and fed birds in the storm.

(I love the Tufted Titmouse’s little mohawk!)

And then Otto decided he had to check out a noise, and it turned out to be one of my neighbors 4-wheeling in the snow, so then he had to go bark at the neighbor to make him (or her, whoever was so bundled, I couldn’t tell who it was) go away.

See his hackles?

Get off my property!!!

Mo-om, why won’t you come bark with us?!?

GET OFF MY PROPERTY!!!

yeah, they totally weren’t feeling my poem and snow day coziness. *sigh*