I’m shocked at times that Brady is almost 11 years old.  Not that 11 is all that old for a Cardi, but he really, honestly doesn’t act any different than he did at age 2.  Well, maybe he sleeps a little more.  But he’s still a pain in my ass. 

Dave snapped this picture of him today chilling in the yard while the kids were out playing.  He’s getting a good sprinkling of grey now, and what used to be bold stripes on his coat have long since faded to just a sort of brown/champagne mix.  Thankfully his gross ripped-out toenail paw is hidden in this picture, as it’s pink from his obsessive licking (he’s still OCD about nearly everything) even though the nail is healing up pretty well.