William turned nine. I baked him a classic madeira cake for the occasion, as I usually do when one of them hits a special landmark, and shared a slice too with a glass of milk, as did Victoria (she didn't have the glass of milk however). William is my first dog and, although I am not supposed to favour anyone, he is my favourite. He came into my life as a graduation present and turned it around with the upheaval of epilepsy and with lots of love and fun. He is lovable and sweet and I hope that he will be with me for many years to come still. Happy birthday Willo!