The William is 17 today! Well, ok, the day is arbitrary - but working from the vet's estimate when he was found, he's now 17.
He
doesn't see or hear quite as well as he did, and he doesn't move as
fast, but he still has plenty of joie de vivre! Just last month he went
on an adventure. He was staying with his Other Mother while I flew to
Florida to drive a car back for Son #2. One day, he was in the back yard
with her when Husband came out of the house.
H: Where's William?
OM: He's around here somewhere . . .
Both: William? William!!
He
was not in the back yard. He realized both the front and back garage
doors were open, wove his way through the bicycle herd (Yes, herd.
Twelve bikes for two people is a herd.), and trotted off to enjoy the
world. H found him about four blocks away, where he'd stopped to play
with a young woman out washing her car.
He was tired when he got back!