Happy Birthday, Stinker

Happy Birthday, Stinker

No, not you, Mom. Although it is your birthday, too (Happy Birthday, Mom!). My dog, Rocket, turned eight years old today. Can you believe it? For a cockapoo, that makes him officially middle-aged now. Weird to think seven years have passed since I graduated from MIT and began this strange, twisty road that's led me to Cairo. Who would have ever thought?