A Fan Picture

Birthday Portrait

Her Royal Highness at age 9 has little patience for frivolity such as birthday portraits.

My Castle is Haunted!

Halloween Preparations

They've got my costume all wrong--I am a Royal Princess! --not Princess Leia from Star Wars or Star Trek or whatever. I guess it's too late to change now, and I do look kind of smart in this wig.

We Are NOT Amused.

That postman seems to be walking right past without stopping to deliver my invitation to tea with the Duke and Duchess. He is a damn fool, and I'll have a good bark at him next time he tries to walk past my window.

Contemplating...

Should I let me butler go? He failed to dust off my tiara for the Royal Wedding!

My Saturday Night Telly Habit

My Word! What is one supposed to watch on Saturday Night? HGTV? As I was saying to Prince Philip just the other day, "Why don't they re-play that splendid film, Puppies in Paris, again?" That was a jolly good show!

Bad News!

Sadie Gains 17#--Wha-a--a-aT??? I'm going to put on my snuggle and turn a deaf ear to those who taunt me by calling "Mrs. Plumpkin"

My friend, Louis in Tux

He's all dressed up for the SAG awards. (Confidentially, don't you think its vile how actors are always giving themselves awards?)

Merry Christmas!

I have to pose next to the tree or else Santa won't come. If I could get these damn elves to give me a morsel of cheese may be it wouldn't be so difficult...it's tough to get good elves these days--they're unionized and expect four days off for Christmas!

I ' M B A A A C K K K K !

You are no doubt wondering where Sadie has been. I was called away to Hollywood to consult on a Motion Picture. It's really a bio-pic about my fab-u-lous life called "The Days of Whines and Poses." I personally think it needs a new title as that one is a bit too gritty for my taste, but you know Hollywood. In any case, I think I acclimated to that fast California pace and decided to stay on to help defeat that b-i-t-c-h Meg W. (Arnold told me he even voted for the Democrat.) Now that the brutal election season is over--Barrack went to India for healing and I am back in Omaha. There's one thing I don't miss at all, and that's those damn pupperazzi--they chased me everywhere!

Breaking News: SADIE WINS NATIONAL SPELLING BEE!

The winning word: W - A - L - K

Sadie's Salute to Veterans and Heroes

Here are a few pictures from my annual salute to Veterans and Heroes at Memorial Park (or as I like to call it, my front yard).

My Helicopter Taking Off. Roger that!

What a lovely day to lounge on my loggia (and by loggia, I mean, veranda).

MY PICK FOR BEST MOVIE EVER!

"The Lovely Bones" --of course!

Happy Easter Royal Fans!

This is me contemplating the first edition of the annual Noritake Easter Egg. This is the final year it is going to be produced.

What a lovely Easter dinner I had eating Ham, au gratin potatoes, asparagus, and best of all jelly roll.

Then I leisured on my couch and watched Palm Springs Weekend. My favorite lines: "The only thing I ever put in my orange juice is gin--Doctor's orders." "Oh, do you have a condition?" "No, no--me and my doctor just like to get drunk together."

Now, I think I'll go out on the grounds and chase that Easter bunny around.

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!

It's time to get out the Emerald Crown. (Thanks Mary!)

Preparing for the Olympics?

I was listening to the TODAY Show, apparently some athletes are feeling pretty confident since they are "comfortable" in their "own skin"--Just imagine the alternative! I once knew a squirrel who wasn't comfortable in his own skin. I helped him out with that.

Ground-Dog's Day

I think if I see my shadow on Groundhog's Day, then it means six more weeks of presents!

Wishin' and Hopin'. . .

... all this snow would go away. I paid a small fortune for "snow removal" and they didn't even take it with them. I am going to put it in trash bags, and see if those fellas will take it.