by shel | Nov 20, 2021 | George, Stanley
Brothers On Stanley’s last morning, I sat on the floor with him, line-combing his gorgeous coat. George (virtually blind and deaf) thumped past us on his way to the other end of the house. A few seconds later, George plodded past us in the other direction. George soon...
by shel | Jan 16, 2016 | Stanley
Midnight Visitor Last night my “mom alarm” sounded in the middle of the night. From a dead sleep, I was suddenly woken by the sensation that something in my environment was different. The first sense to kick in was my hearing. Before my auditory scan finished, my...
