The Circle of Life

Sadie, while admiring the picture of a handsome dog and cat on the bottle of hydrocortisone pet spray this morning, says:

When my cat is dead I want a cat like this one, Mama. And Mama? When my dog is dead I want one like this dog. See this dog, Mama? I like him.

The sentimentality is killing me.

Don't worry, she's not quite sure what dead means.

I am Henry the Eighth I am.

At least in the cheek department.

Hopefully he'll be a little nicer to his wife, if he has one.

And here's hoping he only has ONE.



I don't think Henry was this much of a flirt.

Well, he did have 6 wives.

But I'm positive Henry never had the Flock of Seagulls hairdo Silas was sporting the other day.

And I'll bet my bottom dollar that he never was this freakin' adorable.