Xena: Chia, get out of my way. I have to get ready for the tea party. Hmm, I might have to take a bath. *sniff*. Nope, Mommy will have to help me get my face washed, though. Oh dear, what should I wear?
Chia: Hey Xeboo, why are you stressing over this?
Xena: I don’t know why Cheeboo.
Chia: (with a shocked expression). Xeboo, why did you call me that?
Xena: You’ll figure it out, Cheeboo. Anyhow, I think I should find my princess crown…Mommy, where’s my crown? Oh! It’s in my clothing drawer. Let’s see, what else…
Chia: Can I help you, Xena?
Xena: *wagging tail* Sure, Chia. And maybe next year you’ll be old enough to be invited, too!
87 minutes later:
I’ve got my crown and teacup and am ready to go. Come on with me, friends, to the Tea Party of the year at Zoolatry!
