Stan
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Stan with his brother Trace and a cameo of their foster sister, Karma
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Quick Stats:
Stan Pupdate! Stan is a "changed man". He is darn good on a leash now when foster Mom takes him with his big foster sister Karma on his walkies. And as Nancy Sinatra sang (but in Stan language): "These paws are made fur walkin' and that's what they will do... cuz with my new family, I'll be good at walkin' with you!"
Meet Stan
Stan Stan he’s the Man. Yes, I am Stan the man. I am brother to Trace and Boris. Once covered in fleas with a very growly tummy. Now feeling good and tummy full.
Instead of worrying about food and scratching my ears off, I’m busy racing around the yard with Boris. I chase Boris, then Boris chases me. Okay. That’s how chase works.
I have to admit I was a little standoffish at first but quickly joined the group wanting to be petted. Foster Moms are a-okay after all. I appreciate Foster Mom holding my food bowl so the bowl won’t slide across the floor. C’mon food stop trying to run away from my tummy.
I aspire to play a musical instrument like Stan Getz, a famous jazz musician. So if you rub my belly just right you can get me playing a guitar, if you know what I mean.
When I am over it and don’t want to play with my brothers anymore, I will retreat under the wrought iron couch to meditate. Nothing wrong with a little me time. Stan time.
Okay, Boris is a neato brother or whatever, but my favorite playmate is Trace. He’s a fave to many. But I think I have a leg up on the ladies because how my pretty dark eyes look good with his reddish blond fur.
Yes, Stan is a good looking man. You will want to be my Mom or Dad.
- Male
- Neutered
- 16 weeks
- 27 lbs
- Working on potty & crate training
- Little more independent than brothers
- Sweet, playful
- Learning to walk well on a leash
Stan Pupdate! Stan is a "changed man". He is darn good on a leash now when foster Mom takes him with his big foster sister Karma on his walkies. And as Nancy Sinatra sang (but in Stan language): "These paws are made fur walkin' and that's what they will do... cuz with my new family, I'll be good at walkin' with you!"
Meet Stan
Stan Stan he’s the Man. Yes, I am Stan the man. I am brother to Trace and Boris. Once covered in fleas with a very growly tummy. Now feeling good and tummy full.
Instead of worrying about food and scratching my ears off, I’m busy racing around the yard with Boris. I chase Boris, then Boris chases me. Okay. That’s how chase works.
I have to admit I was a little standoffish at first but quickly joined the group wanting to be petted. Foster Moms are a-okay after all. I appreciate Foster Mom holding my food bowl so the bowl won’t slide across the floor. C’mon food stop trying to run away from my tummy.
I aspire to play a musical instrument like Stan Getz, a famous jazz musician. So if you rub my belly just right you can get me playing a guitar, if you know what I mean.
When I am over it and don’t want to play with my brothers anymore, I will retreat under the wrought iron couch to meditate. Nothing wrong with a little me time. Stan time.
Okay, Boris is a neato brother or whatever, but my favorite playmate is Trace. He’s a fave to many. But I think I have a leg up on the ladies because how my pretty dark eyes look good with his reddish blond fur.
Yes, Stan is a good looking man. You will want to be my Mom or Dad.
For Admin Use: FA 10.07.2025