Percy

Percy came to us as a 5-year-old foster on Christmas Day 2020 because he was shutting down in the shelter environment. He was very shy and scared when he arrived, but learned to trust us and turned into a delightfully weird companion. Percy lived with us for a couple of years as we tried to find him a stable, new forever home of his own, but after a couple of failed adoptions, we knew that we were the best option and officially adopted him. Even though we only had him a few years, Percy was a well-loved member of our family. We will miss his signature meows that sounded more like duck quacks (earning him the nickname of Mr. Quackers), his polydactyl murder mittens (though he was strong, he was always gentle), and how even though he was not very cuddly, he was always nearby watching over us. RIP beautiful boy.