All good advice. I kind of have to agree with Momma2Boo because I know Anne just got back from the hospital and Chas had to go to the E.R. on Friday for something. So neither are in the best of shape and I know Percy wouldn't take to them. I don't have people over so Percy is not used to strangers and I fear he would attack the first chance he got. Anne offered but I haven't accepted yet because I want to make an informed choice where it's best for all involved, Percy, me and my family and any other humans. My yard and the surrounding area is very wooded. However because he knows his way around my property as he is allowed out during the day he always comes right back and waits to be let in, climbing the screens and chewing on them. I'm hoping that in time he will decide not to come back, but to make a nest in a tree. I have a cage on the deck that is open with a nesting box and a basket in there for him to sleep in and tomorrow I'm going to get another water bottle to hang in it and just leave it open so he can come and go to that cage as he pleases. Hopefully that will help ease his transition. Maybe he wont ask to come into the FL room or the house if he has something all of his own out there. He is bonded to his sister and she to him, and they miss the other when one isn't there. So maybe if I do it slowly he will leave eventually. I don't live where there is a ton of people, just one neighbor beside me, one across and one behind. But that's enough people to worry about. At least one on the side has raised a squirrel and they love squirrels. They know about him biting, hopefully they don't try to feed him from the hand. I have a released that goes over to their house and eats out of their hands and he's a boy too. I would hate for them to not know who is who and get bitten. It's not just a bite, it's a full on attack. I have 9 different puncture wounds and deep slashes in just one hand. I thought I only had 8 but after I was able to wash away the blood I found another one. The other hand has 3, and my arm has 2, and my head has 2. There was so much blood on the floor that it looked like a murder had taken place here. And that's not counting all the blood that went down the drain when I was in the shower! And I have to try and get blood from my finger for my blood sugar, OUCH! Nothing like poking your already raw fingers to check your blood sugar.
Sigh....