Doctor Visit

Yesturday Stanley went to the doctor to get his stiches out! He healed up very well and is feelin good! The reason he needed stiches was because my little sister was trying to cut out a knot and she accidently cut his skin. Not too deep but deep enough so he needed stiches. At the doctor they have a cat there named Romeo. He is the most cuddly cat ever! They found him walking around when they were building the place and he was really skinny and homeless. So the vet took him in and now he is the cat of the office!

After the vet my dad had to go to walgreens and pick up medicine. So I took Stanly out of his crate and was sitting with him in the car waiting. He was spying on people, while sitting in the drivers seat. He usually gets really freaked out in the car and ends up throwing up, but this time I think he actually had fun! He was watching all the people go by and the cars. =^-^=

My Girly Boy

Last night I was in my room on my laptop and I heard what sounded like my little sister meowing in a high piched vocie. So I went in the kitchen wonderign what she was doing and she was looking at Stanley really werid. It turns out that, that was Stanley meowing! It had to be the highest pitched meow I have ever heard him meow. Before losing his vocie, he had a deep loud meow because of the siamese in him. So this was really funny. He was meowing like that again this morning and it was even higher than before.

Crazy Cats

I know of a lot of people who have cats and at certain times of the day they go crazy. Stanley, for example, will start running up and down the stairs and meowing like crazy. Then when I go to see what is wrong he has his ears back and this crazy look in his eyes. He was doing that this morning and I don't know why. Please leave a comment if this has happened to you or if you know why they do this!

Monday March 21 2011

This weekend my little buddy was with me and following me everywere. Stanley is like my little shadow. Were ever I go he goes with me. But sometimes he can be really scary. Like this morning for example, I was in the basement printing off papers for school. My basement is already creepy enough as it is. You get these feeling like there is someone watching you, not to mention we have a stroage room in the back. Anyway, while printing off my papers I got the feeling someone was watching me. So I turned to look to see if anyone was there and no one was. So I contunie to get my papers. I turn again cause I got the feeling again and there he was just staring at me with his big blue glowing eyes. He looked like he was looking into my soul. After I asked "Stanley what are you doing?" he quickly turned and ran up the stairs. Stanley is probably one of the sneakiest cats I know. One moment he will be there and the next he will be gone and vise versa. I call him my little Hudini (sorry for the bad spelling) kitty.

March 17, 2011

This morning I woke up to the most beautiful sound. No not my alarm clock, but Stanleys strange meow. He has always been able to meow until about 4 months ago. One day he just lost his loud low voice. Now the way he meows sounds raspy and airy. Its hard to describe and thats the best I can do. Any way, this morning I woke up to Stanley "meowing". Then he helped me blow dry my hair and do my makeup. I do his hair and makeup too. I blow dryed him cause he likes the warmth, and pretened to do his makeup. I cant wait to come home and see what he does today!!

MEET STANLEY

So I have desided to blog about the best cat in the world. Stanley is my 15 year old himilyan who is full of additude and spunk. Stanley was born on July 3rd, 1995 in Franklin, Wisconsin. He doesnt like tuna, but he likes bacon and virgina ham. Werid right? He also loves spanish olives and celary seed. He gets all crazy and drooly when ever I have those things out. Every morning when I get up he waits for me in the kitchen and then beggs to get in the fridge, hoping we have ham. And when I come home from school, he waits for me in the living room and greets me everyday. These small things may not seem like much but they mean the world to me. I have grown up with him and he is "my best kitty friend" I call him. He likes to get ready with me in the morning, When I brush my hair, I have to brush his furr or he gets mad. When I blow dry my hair he has to be blow dried too.