Last night my Lady was reading a kid's book about Ancient Egypt to big brother, and I overheard something interesting. When a pet cat died in Ancient Egypt, its owners shaved their eyebrows off in mourning. I later asked my Lady if she would make that sacrifice for me when I passed over the rainbow bridge.
"No way" she said decidedly.
Later, during my bedtime prayer, I told God I would let the groomer shave my head if He would drop a steak on the rainbow bridge for Hell Hound. Then I wouldn't have to get rid of her myself and feel so guilty. My Lady overheard my words, but she did not scold me. Interesting!
This site (below) is awesome and I put it over on my Lady's sidebar. It makes me laugh up hairballs and I go to it every morning during breakfast. All you cats in the office right now, I'm sure you can relate to this one: