Our Boy Stanley

Yes and I always make friends.

They cleaned the back weeds.

One person said,

'That cat is pregnant!'

She said

'No he's not.'

She said,

'He's fat.'

I am digesting this.

Muchness

Stan:

The world is wet it went, from dust rolling casual on fur and then all around

to water soaking dripping wetting paws.

Today I'm inside.

When cold winds came she let us stay open door out back.

Zorro tipped the milk.

She was cross we boys need party sometime.

Watch through window.

Zorro hid. I coul-don't fit that hide.

She went away, came back, Zorro slow, full of milk, my tummy grumbling.

No milk today.

Hot cloths and the lavender smell like the carpet.

We try not to mark the trays well kept,

but she cleaned the kitchen recently and we got to work.

She doesn't pee lavender but it strong cat smell.

There is some spraying in places we talk to pee-wise.