Sweetpea: This is the original (read "little") Sweetpea reporting from the the field (read "play yard"). Apparently there has been some confusion over the past few days. I hear someone call my name and I'm trying to ignore them, but they don't seem to care. Then I realize they weren't talking to me at all.
You see, I have a rival Sweetpea. No one could mistake us, we are as different as night and day. While I am petite, low to the ground and stealth-like, the OTHER one is gigantic, towering and pushy. I'll try to post a picture later for better understanding, but I can't locate my camera at the moment. Let me try to size it up for you in a word-picture. I am a beagle/yorkie mix (read "Pixie"), the OTHER one is a Newfoundland (read "Amazon woman").
You see, I have a rival Sweetpea. No one could mistake us, we are as different as night and day. While I am petite, low to the ground and stealth-like, the OTHER one is gigantic, towering and pushy. I'll try to post a picture later for better understanding, but I can't locate my camera at the moment. Let me try to size it up for you in a word-picture. I am a beagle/yorkie mix (read "Pixie"), the OTHER one is a Newfoundland (read "Amazon woman").
Don't get me wrong, she is very cool and I'm honored to share my name with her, it just gets a little confusing as to who people are actually referring to. Not that I listen anyway.Other than that, things are crazy around here with everyone visiting for spring break. I heard a rumor we were having a conga line down by the pool and there's always afternoon drinks on the cabana. So I've got to hurry and relax. See ya'll next week!
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