Thursday was Julian's 14th birthday. For him, it was another day of sleeping in the sun. For me, I celebrated his birthday for him. I gave him a good brushing, some extra treats, and even let him have the pillow on the couch while we watched TV.
He's had an interesting life for a cat. He's been moved 10 hours south to a person he'd never met, survived fleas and ringworm. And the annoyance of three new cats into his life. He's helped me through two moves to new towns, some heartache and happiness. And that's just been the last 7 years of his life.
So the least I could do was send a shoutout to the best cat EVER. You only turn 14 once.
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