Stanley, Stanley he started out mean and mad,
but I ignored his grievence and became his dad.
For 2 long years when to him with us
from Texas to Ohio and his last home New York.
We did our best to happy,
but in the end he ponder why we were
so nice so he wandered wandered too far. For once he did and got stuck in a vent
breaking his tail was his fall.
He died between 2 and 3:30 pm in Watertown, New York.
He probably would have made it,
but he went into shock.