Seven Years Old Today

It seems only yesterday that I was a baby and frisking about without a care in the world.  Now I have Responsibilities.  You'd think that this would be recognised on my special day, but no.  I was expecting a birthday breakfast with at least seven big juicy carrots, but all I got was a couple of skinny carrots pretending to be seven.

I am told that She is economising due to the large vets' bills for Posy, but I think it is a poor show.