Today, we render unto Him that which is due and bequeath his blessing upon our shaggy mortal flesh, for his smile shall end this world.
CPotD #662: Beard Blanket
For whatever reason, Stanley really loves my beard. Since I became a wizard, he loves it even more, because now he can really burrow into it.
CPotD #659: Bed Demon
While we were on shitpost sabbatical, we flopped around the house in undignified positions. By “we,” I mean “me,” as someone else was at work.
CPotD #657: Morning Sentries
Stanley and Oscar share sentry duty for the house after we leave for work in the morning. Brian often returns to find them at their post.
CPotD #653: Beard Love
Stanley loves Brian. He also loves Brian’s beard and likes to sleep with his face buried in it when I’m not looking. He’s an affection ninja.
CPotD #646: Keeeeesss Meeeee
Stanley loves Brian. He loves him more than cheese or chicken, and that’s why he gives lots of kisses. He delivers said kisses with velocity.
CPotD #638: Halloweek Part 2
Being a big black cat, Stanley loves Halloween. It’s his time of year. When he’s not lurking spookily in windows, he gets his beauty sleep.
CPotD #636: Fuzzy Connection
Stanley decided to help with today’s blog post by parking his voluminous rump on my ethernet cable. To be fair, the cable was in his spot.
CPotD #633: Must You?
Stanley hates it when we sneeze. He yells at all of us for it, even Oscar, and he has a sixth sense for detecting upcoming sneezes. He knows.
CPotD #628: Moving Pillows
Nutterbutter joins us almost every morning for coffee sits. Now that it’s getting cooler, Stanley joins too, but he wishes we’d move less.