Hi. I'm Stanley. That's me on the left. Welcome to my own web page.
I'm a Somali, which is a breed of cat (duh!). Okay, I guess it isn't every cat that gets his own web page, but Somalis are a different sort of cat. When one of my two dads forgets that I'm a unique cat, I don't hesitate to remind him.
To tell you the truth, I didn't do this page all by myself. I got stuck doing HTML tables, and my dads helped me finish.
Check out my joke page. I think you'll find some funny stuff.
| Mom I came from a place called Foxykats Cattery in Oklahoma. It's run by Kathy Black. Hi, mom! I miss you! |
Two
Dads Now I live in Dallas, Texas. I was adopted. My two dads are Rick Wagner and Wynn Wagner. |
Fetch
One thing my two dads do really gets under my fur. There is a feather something-or-other attached to a long stick.
Actually we have two -- one orange (for downstairs) and one green (for upstairs). My dads keep throwing the green one down the staircase.
These people are weird. When I make a fast dash down to get the upstairs feather and return it to its proper place, my dads yell "Look at Stanley fetch."
Yeah, right. Fetch. Uh-huh. You'll see pigs flying first. I'm just trying to keep the upstairs feather boa upstairs.
People are so hard to train.
Comb
My Uncle Chuck bought me the coolest comb. The pointy things -- okay, TEETH, according to one of my dads. Anyways these teeth spin around whilst I am being groomed.
Now if they could just make a comb so cool that my dads would remember to use it without me having to fuss at them about it.
