Here is what could be the last picture of Stanley before I return him to the Humane Society by the Roosevelt Island Tram. I worked a grueling eight hour shift-- I got in early at 3:00am and got home at 11:30am, only to discover he had thrown up on both of my quilts. Really, sending him back for a refund seems like the right thing to do. Here is Stan, on the orange tablecloth my mom mad for Halloween. It was right after the vomiting incident, so I was telling him to look at mommy while she is threatening him. He does not seem that worried.
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