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There’s my boy! Sometimes I snuggle into his neck and kiss him over and over. He puts up with it. Lately he’s taken to hiding on me and I have to search around the house to find him. He’ll be sitting there, waiting for me. I’ll say, “Stanley! Where are you? Stanley!” and he’ll just …
As promised, here is the first post in a new series entitled Stan Brings Things To Me. Sometimes, when I get out of bed in the morning, eyes half shut against the day, I step on/ stumble upon/ stub my toe on various items that Stanley has brought for me during the night. They’ll be …
Mmmm, coffee. Last night, Boon and I couldn’t sleep. We tossed and turned, both of us WIDE AWAKE, for hours. When Boon can’t sleep, he goes out the couch to watch TV and returns sometime around 6am. When I can’t sleep, I turn the light on and read. That usually puts me to sleep within …
Our morning routine consists of this: I lazily open one eye, then the other, then blink a few times. Stan is either standing on my stomach staring at me or he’s laying on my chest staring at me. So we cuddle and purr for a few minutes. Boon reaches over and gives Stan a kiss. …
