Percy Says ....

It's the weekend, and he hopes you have a good one.  So do I. 

The weather has cheered up at last and Black Friday is nearly over. I will venture to the city, and Percy and Douggie will be in charge here.  

They love their new feeders, having quickly learned how to outwit the gravity feed by shoving a paw up into it and releasing an avalanche of biscuits. It will be feast, followed by famine, but I live in hope that they'll learn how to ration themselves.