It occurred to me just now that I missed my cat's birthday. It was two days ago. His eighth, though I have no idea what that equates to in cat years. In fact, now that I think of it, no one ever refers to anything cat years. Fortunately, cats don't seem to mind when a person forgets to say things like, "Happy Birthday, Mow", or "Many happy returns". I did manage to give him a mound of tuna on top of his kibble that day, so perhaps I subconsciously remembered somehow.
Better late than never, I suppose. Happy Birthday, Salem!