I don't know the exact date it happened, but one day a few months ago, Powder woke up old. It was as if someone snapped their fingers and he magically looked every bit of his 15 years. Yesterday Mr. Husband and I were talking about the fact that he was obviously starting to fade and how we needed to begin considering how to approach the whole thing with Alexis. Later in the evening, Powder let me know how he felt about that conversation by jumping up on top of the kitchen island and pushing over a vase of flowers.
In other words, he may look old, but he sure as hell doesn't feel it. So GET OFF HIS LAWN, WHIPPERSNAPPERS.