Join Date: Oct 2005
Re: Grand Master Percy
When Percy was a year old I was at my neighbors house ,and Gallahad,my neighbors white kitten started attacking his tail. Percy's expression never changed,he continued contemplating a potted fern as Gallahad bapped his gently swishing tail,and bit his tail tip. Finally,Percy stood up,and still ignoring his small foe stood up,and stretched,revealing his full size. Gallahad quickly found something else to amuse himself. Percy strolled to the kitchen,not a care in the world-just taking a second to irritably lick his tail.