Stanley Turns 14

Despite a few recent health scares, Stanley has managed to reach his 14th birthday. 
He no longer stands at his bowl to eat. We feed him wherever he is laying down. Usually in our bed. And though a bit wobbly, he can still go out to the yard by himself. He is still a Master Roacher. Beatrice is doing her impression.
On a sad note, on the same day as Stan's bday, Lynne let Dip go. She was only a few months younger than Stan. I will miss hearing about her ruling with an Iron Paw.