Plum turned 6 on May 23rd and I must admit I forgot all about it until five days later! Oh the horror. Not that I would really have done anything to celebrate the day--no gifts or little hats or special meals or anything like that--but I definitely would have called him the birthday boy and given him a few extra scritches. Oops! Sorry, Plum! So here is a mini-pictorial of Plum's first six years, from Kiev to Philly. What a handsome fellow! And he knows it.