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Date of birth: 6/15/03
Legal name: Stanley
We call him: Mister Boogers.
Likes: Being a pain in the ass, chasing
Miz Poo around and making her hiss, attempting to escape the back
yard, bringing small birds and rodents into the house.
Dislikes: Having to "ask"
to go outside. Not being able to go into the master bedroom closet
at night. Any closed doors.
Nicknames: Stumpy. Boogie. The Bean.
Stanley is the youngest of our cats. At the
time of this writing (December 2003), he is almost six months
old. We adopted him from a local no-kill cat shelter. At the time,
our cat Stimpy had been missing for
about four months, and we decided that the house was oddly empty
with "only" four cats. We visited the shelter with the
idea that we'd just look (sh'yeah RIGHT) and see if we
fell in love with any of the cats. We'd been through all the rooms
in the house and played with many cats, but none of the cats struck
us in that "perfect for our house" kinda way. I had
seen a picture on the shelter's website a few weeks earlier and
showed it to Fred, laughing because the cat in the picture was
obviously quite a character. His name was Paw Paw.
"Is
Paw Paw here at the shelter?" Fred asked. He was; he was
separated from the other cats while he recovered from an upper
respiratory infection. The lady who runs the shelter led us to
the small bathroom where he was staying, Fred picked him up, and
Paw Paw began purring like mad. Fred flipped him over onto his
back, and Paw Paw continued purring.
We loved
him, we adopted him, and we changed his name to Stanley. He's
a total character, and spends his time throwing himself wholeheartedly
into whatever it is he's doing, whether it's running around like
his butt is afire, jumping on one of the other cats, or laying
down and falling asleep immediately. Sometimes he's unbearably
sweet and sometimes he's nothing but trouble.
Likes: jumping up to investigate just exactly
what it is you think you're doing; running into closets to investigate
what's in there, even though he's investigated it ten thousand
times before. Getting high off the smell of lily bulbs.
Dislikes: being told "no" (but he
understands the word!)
Nicknames: The Bean, Stan-The-Bean, Stumpy,
Trouble, Troublesome.
He loves being held like this, for some reason.
Lookin' sweet.
Lookin' like trouble.
Caught in a yawn.
His
Catster page.
More
pictures of him on Flickr.
Main cat
page.
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