Stanley

We picked our pup up in Brooklyn in the first week of August 2014 and he came home on my lap in the cab to Astoria queens afterwards. he had a fear of men with cigarette smoke, mustaches and long poles, lie a brush or crutches. he was also scared of the train and once was terrified of a possum. he also drank from the toilet, hid his head under our low table, wouldn’t come into the kitchen and drank beer and coffee but was the softest most gentle soul I have ever met…he loved people and eventually all men. he loved bread so much and would often lie on the street taking in sunshine after our daily walks. he was a massive celebrity with everyone cos he turned pure white and was so cute. we also got a big tabby gray cat and he was very gentle with him as the cat was a bit of a moody little thing. he loved snuggles on newly washed sheets, loved the neighbors Christmas parties and would partake in table stealing of the cheese. he was a big hit with the ladies and would often go on his back to get tummy rubs and he was a fighter…he lived on the best part of 3 legs and pulled himself up steps till about 3 months ago. 2 days ago the two legs stopped working and he still wanted to get up but his daddy knew it was his time to go and we all went to the vet together where he was put gently to sleep. what is keeping me going is that he is now in doggy heaven with Dexter his brother who was adopted as the same time as stanley in another home in New Jersey. he would have been about 5 years old too so I am posting a photo of when we first got him