I am ashamed to say I almost forgot it was Dewey's birthday today until my Red Peacock amaryllis was stolen from my front garden today and I called Becky to lament. Gus was born one day before Dewey, so our conversation reminded me.

Anway, about my amaryllis. Who would dig a plant from someone else's yard? You can see it blooming in my post from Saturday, but here's a feature shot.

Meanwhile, Dewey is celebrating his birthday with lots of catnip, plenty of mice, and a few of his baby toys.