The three-day party wasn't without some redemption; I got to spend some quality time with my beloved KiKi. He has gotten so old (he'll be 18 and 1/2 on June 14). He has trouble walking and tends to get into a space that he drifts off into. Although he still loves the home-cooked meals I bring, it sometimes takes him a while to recognize me, and then he jumps up and licks my face. The poor old guy; growing old is a bitch.