Stan came into my life via the SPCA Animal Rescue Centre ten years ago.
I went there to find a dog to adopt. Instead I found Stan. A huge grey and white cat of indeterminate age and a whole lot of attitude. He pretty much was a dog.
Through ten tumultuous years, Stan has been a constant for me, always there, always loyal, always bolshie as all heck and always a roaring purr at cuddle time.
He was an outside boy until recent times, he would roam and hunt or just lie in the sun – wherever it happened to be that we called home.
Stan was big, bold and beautiful
This is my small tribute to a magnificent friend, for today I said goodbye to him ……..
RIP Stanley King – AKA Quite Possibly the Best Cat in the Entire World.