Stonewall Thornell RIP

Mornings aren’t the same here without Stoney underfoot screaming to be fed. Trash night isn’t the same without his litter box to clean. I called him a lot of names over the years. The ones appropriate for this type of family forum include- Stoner, Old Man and Fat Boy.

Stoney made an impression early in our relationship. It was 2 am. I was fast asleep. Stoney determined that I was on his side of the bed. I awoke to the sensation of small, sharp teeth clamping down on my big toe.

I have more stories, I may add to this post, but I’d prefer that our friends pitch in. Do you have a dark skirt that you still can’t get the hair off? Do you have bite the big boy delivered? We anxiously await your comments…