Stanlito loves le Boeuf du Detroit! And Other Tales of a Canine Dissident

For pet owners, Holidays are hard times to find any sucker friend or safe haven, so one Stanlito-Stanislau was drugged, stuffed under a plane seat and emerged in the Grosse Pointe to hunker after Beef Tenderloin on the whims of it being siphoned off by renegade meat cutters.

This was a momentous occasion for Stanlito. He has been banned from the capital of Michigan Preppy since 2002, after peeing on the Mom's fancy white carpet in 2001, then peeing in the same exact spot on a new carpet in 2002. No matter how we moved the furniture that year, we were discovered in the end and forced to make our early escape like a bat out of hell in our Dodge Stratus rental. But now the Stan is cuter, saner, and lacking in teethl; we had high hopes. I checked the white carpet every hour, bringing him out to pasture to unload any risk. Things were going swimmingly. And then, I let a second slip and the Curse of the Stain let itself be known again. Of all the other rooms in this large 1940's labyrinth, he had to pick there, the Achilles' heel of fancy home decorating.

We'll never know what draws him so tragically to that spot, like a masochistic serial killer wanting to re-visit the sites of his own sociopathic destruction and societal ostracization. We'll simply never know.

We moved the couch and counted down the hours until our Exile to Brooklyn.








In other news, someone got a toy camera!