November 24, 2009

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.

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