Hungry enough to eat my own feet, 20th Sept

It is day one of my Somerset Arts Weeks exhibition, and Percy has come into the studio in the middle of the afternoon, to complain that he is so hungry he may literally have to eat his own feet in desperation. I feel this is an exaggeration since he has at the very least had breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses and then paraded in front of the exhibition visitors with a rat in his mouth. It was quite a small rat, admittedly, but quite big enough for afternoon tea.