Stan’s story

Since you’ve all been so kind to follow along I thought it was about time I introduced myself properly.

My name’s Stan and I’m about 3 and a half. I believe in serendipity because nice things have happened to me ever since I was born. Like the breed itself, I was born in Wales with my brothers and sisters.

But I found my real family just before the lockdown. It was a bit scary actually because I only just made it home before COVID shut down all travel. It wasn’t hard getting to know my mum. In fact when she got my kennel club paperwork she couldn’t believe it. My official name was Stanley chosen long before she’d met me. And, guess what, she’d already chosen to call me Stanley. That made me feel safe and right at home.

But it wasn’t just mum I got to meet. I had a new playmate in her son Hector. I think having me around gave him someone to mess around with. But it was pretty cool that he also liked to share the odd cuddle.

My mum says I’m like a cat ‘cos despite living a generally calm existence my obsession with food has got me into trouble now and then. It resulted in dramatic brushes with death. It’s Christmas Eve, two years ago I went to stay in Scotland. That’s when my extra special food detector system unearthed a wonderful box in grandad’s bedroom. It didn’t bother me at all that it was wrapped in paper. I knew that somewhere inside that box there was something meant for me. So I persevered, through the outer wrapping, into the tin box, before breaking open the card protecting these lovely chocolate mints. Little did I know the kerfuffle I would create. I didn’t like having to be sick or staying overnight at the vets. And it was awful to see Mum so stressed. Still the next day I felt fine - I still don’t know why everyone was so cross. I guess if I’m honest I do need to work on my obsession with food as it has gotten me into trouble a few times. Be it eating a chicken bone off the street and having to get it removed by the vet or making new human ‘friends’ at the park only to learn that no they didn’t want to share their picnic with me.

Enough of food for now, what do I like to do? Like all Sealyhams I'm the perfect combination of couch potato and olympic athlete. I think it’s healthy to have a balance between chilling and adventure. So I love to climb the mountains of the Lake District on our trips but I absolutely adore getting comfy on the sofa.

Anyway you’re going to have tons of time to get to know me on the trip, so stay tuned for more adventures.

Hector and I hanging out

I’m sorry I ate the After Eight mints