This might be kind of gross if you’re reading it before your morning coffee, you are warned. The other night I must have woken up half a dozen times to the smell of anal glands not too far from my face. I am a very sound sleeper and it’s not as though I happened to wake up and, oh, that stinks! No, the smell is what woke me up, I’m quite sure of it. In addition to this unpleasantness, when we tried to move Stanley away from the head of the bed, he growled rather fiercely. He’s all bark and no bite but the growling is getting a little out of hand and will not be tolerated anymore. So Stan, if you growl, you’re OFF the bed. And please take your anal glands along with you.
