Yesterday there was a battle between Si and the Sidewalk.
At first glance (or in my case, lots of close examination), it appears that Si lost to that bully of a Sidewalk.
I mean, check out my poor baby's face.
Si may have lost that tough battle, but he's back on his feet. He's smiling. He's on the move once again. He doesn't care one bit that his face is all red and scraped up.
That's my boy.