Thweet Pea here.
Thorry about the lithp--you may have notithed that I have a lithard in my mouth!
The Baby wath out for her Morning Conthititional when she rutheled the lithard out of the bushes and it ran onto the Catio, an Exthtremely Faulty Tactical Move.
I thnatched it right up.
Now, the quethtion ith: Where to partake of my delithious morthel?
Houthton, we have a problem...
To Be Continued!
XX Mith Pea XX