Hello. It's Belinda.
I'm supposed to be taking it easy tholiday snackerhis week. But I'm in a bit of a situation over here.
It isn't about me hacking into the Weekly Cuties. That came later.
I guess it started with the homemade Christmas and New Year's card.
I hope you saw it. It took me a long time to draw but you can't rush these things. I'm sorry but I'm a perfectionist.
Well my roommate saw the card and thought it was "not very nice." Meaning the part with my boyfriend's companion. Also known as "Little Fang."
There's no reason to hide her issues. I draw what I see.
Then came the Christmas morning "drama."
The day started out just fine. First I had breakfast and a holiday snacker. Then stretched out for a bit.
After about 30 minutes it was time to open gifts. So we all gathered in the "parlor."
My roommate knelt next to the Christmas tree. By the stack of presents.
I sat on one side of her and the English sat on the other.
Little Fang sat on a you-know-what. "Just in case."
My roommate started by picking up a large gift from behind the tree. It was wrapped in shimmery paper with a bow.
"Look Belinda. Abigail sent this all the way from California."
She placed it on the floor in front of me. Everyone watched me tear off the paper.
When I saw the box underneath I thumped. That's how excited I was.
It was an office.
Abigail bought an office for me. All the walls and such were folded in the box. I just had to put it together. I couldn't believe it.
I looked up at my roommate and she was staring at the box from Abigail. She had her entire lower lip in her mouth. Which was odd.
Then she slid a large gift to me. The tag said "to Belinda from Santa" but I know it was from my roommate.
"Merry Christmas," she said.
Can you guess what happened next?
If yes so you are one million times smarter than I am. In my entire life I have never had a moment like the one that came next.
That's because when I opened the gift from my roommate it was an office. Folded flat. All I had to do was follow the directions to set it up.
Abigail and my roommate both bought me what I wanted most in the world. Not the exact same type of office but still. "A rose is a rose."
So in one minute I went from not enough offices to one too many.
As I looked at those two boxes I knew I was cornered.
I knew I would have to send one back. Which is impossible.
I cannot do it to my roommate or Abigail. Hurt their feelings like that.
I panicked and ran out of the room. I stayed on the bottom level the rest of the day.
When everyone went to bed that night I couldn't sleep. I wanted to set up my new office so badly. But which one?
The whole thing made me so "agitated" that I got into mischief. I was already in trouble so I figured why not.
That's why I hacked into the Weekly Cuties.
I spent hours in that folder snooping around. It was fun to tell you the truth.
Everything happens to me and I don't know why.
Sincerely,
Belinda
Spokesrabbit, Small Pet Select
