It's Mr. Big's 11th birthday! Well, sometime in November is his birthday, so I picked the 15th. This is him ten days ago. [The red patch on his paw is where he must have had a little piece of foxtail this summer. When he started licking it months ago, I looked but found nothing, but, you know, once he starts licking something, he never gives it up.]
He's my big, sweet lug. He'll be getting yogurt and salmon homemade treats for his birthday.