Aside from dates that I made up arbitrarily, I have never known a pet's birthday before, and hence have not been able to express my cat-lady craziness to the utmost extent that it needs must go. Although, confidentially, so far that has involved only giving them fish treats and some catnip. I didn't buy them hats or anything.
The ceiling in the basement partially collapsed, but that's only tangentially related.
HERE ARE SOME PICTURES OF MY NOW-ENORMOUS BABIES:
And now, just for kicks, here's a picture of some turkeys walking down the street.
