My Stanley…

***  edited for time; I am learning, blog people…
So somehow, Stanley had managed to totally charm the entire Veterinary office.  He went for his checkup, the first he’s had since arriving in Florida (aside from the worming visit we had in November). 
At ten years old, he is twelve pounds and is in great health.  I was very happy to hear this, as many aspects of his relocation from PA to FL have not been easy.  He was a very brave boy as he got his one injection, yet he was glad to walk back into his carrier and get ready for the drive home.

Never before have I had a cat so totally in love with me, and I don’t know why.  Despite his odd personality (you will all hear about him in the future, I am sure) he’s my boy.  And I love him with all my heart.


And so it begins…

..I finally got this thing up and running.  Do I know what I am doing?  No, not really.  I am a 54 year old woman who has some similar interests to those my age, and some that are nothing a person of my age usually likes.
I want to hear others opinions, stories, what they like and what they don’t like.  What I should be doing, and could be doing.  I need help to be motivated in some ways, and in other ways I think I can help people with things that are in my strong  suit, as they say.  Whoever they are.  
Please join me.  I hope I can bring some interesting things to light, and if I’m able to make some smile, and think “hey, that’s like me!” it will all be good.
Now excuse me while I go to take one of our seven cats to the vet.  Yes, I did say SEVEN.  I live with my cousin, and dare I say we have been called “crazy cat ladies.”