Today marks the 13th human birthday of our cats. According to the internet, though, they are either 68 or 69 human years old, aging a different rate than we do.
This is the year that Mike turned double-fours.
This is the year that I will inch another year closer to the dreaded FORTY and may start to notice changes with my vision. (38 to be exact.)
This is the year that Sydney will need TWO HANDS to indicate his age and will be with less teeth.
This is the year that Silas will proudly hold FOUR fingers to announce his age and hopefully, his thumb will stay out of his mouth.


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