Today Percival Gray is two years old. We do not really know when he was born, but it was around this time and we chose April 2 for his official birthdate. It seemed like a lucky kind of date.
When he came to us, he was a very small, undernourished guy who had been surviving on the streets of Spanish Town. He was nearly five months old, but he was the size of a three-month-old. Here he is on his third day with us.
We are so happy he moved in. He has been a wonderful little roommate.
He has grown into his ears and he looks a bit more well-fed. Right now he is celebrating with a nap.
Happy Birthday, Percy!
Happy Birthday, Percival!
Percy is a wonderful cat. I am pleased to know him.
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