Wednesday, July 17, 2024
My favorite memories of my cousin Stanley are of the two of us youngest-at-the-time, little-kid, cousins scampering out to the barn (or somewhere near it) to visit and play with the newest litter(s) of barn kittens. Stanley always knew where to find them and was always happy to interrupt any other plans he might have had in order to show me where they were and share in my enjoyment of them. Purrr-fect.