• Percy loves to swim. He jumps in the tub with my daughter as long as the water isn't too hot or too deep (no deeper than his shoulder height.) He sloshes around and tries to play with her tub toys. Yes he is a cat. But for whatever reason he loves water. In order to prevent him from getting a chill (we are running the air conditioners religiously these days) we try to discourage his "bathing" habits, but sometimes he sneaks in the bathroom under the radar.
  
• If he accidentally gets trapped in the bathroom, he can and will pee in the toilet. Really! We discovered this after he was neutered. We put him in the bathroom on the vet's advice to "keep him in a limited, quiet space" so he wouldn't overexert himself chasing the other cats or his toys. Bad cat owners that we are, we sort of forgot about him for a short while. When I checked in on him, he was happy as a clam but he smelled like pee. There was no puddle on the floor or on his favorite rug (more on the rug later.) He had some dampness on the long hair near his backside and when I peeked into the potty, sure enough there was a distinct yellow tinge to the water. I guess he hasn't learned how to wipe yet!
  
• We adopted Percy (or I should say, his previous owners foisted him upon us) at the tender age of 5 1/2 weeks. He clearly wasn't fully weaned yet and apparently for emotional/psychological reasons he adopted one of our bathroom rugs as his surrogate mother. I have to keep washing thius specifc rug to keep him content. Its one of those acyrlic shaggy medium-pile rugs with the rubber backing. Its also seafoam green. Percy sprawls on it, kneads the faux-fur fibers and proceeds to nurse the rug. Yes NURSE - as in, suckles it and leaves a flat damp spot. While suckling the mutharug, he closes his eyes and buries his nose into it. Its kind of freaky, especially when he falls asleep in this postion, head down and teeth still gripping a fiber or two.
  
• Percy's favorite game is "fetch" with those crinkly sparkle balls that always get lost under the gas range, thus requiring me to gingerly move the stove once a week to retrieve a pile of lost cat amusements.
  
• My favorite brag: everyone at the Vet's office admired not only Percy's good looks but his gregarious nature. They all held him and commented on his outgoing nature and excellent behavior (ie - no hissing, shaking, cowering, hiding)
  
• Percy sometimes sleeps cuddles up with my daughter, other times he spoons the dog (which she tolerates) which is sickeningly cute to see.
  

I've been really lazy aout taking and/or uploading any recent pics; I'll try to get one posted soon.