Louise: But Sweets, it’s necessary to go to the V-E-T at least once a year to help maintain optimum health.

Sweets: BAH!  Bah, I say.

Louise: I know, I know, I’m a horrible mommy.  I promise you won’t have to go back until next year.

Sweets: Okay, that’s satisfactory.  Now, gimme treats!  TREATS!

Louise: I should have nicknamed you “Stumpy”.

Sweets: I think I’ll pass on that nickname.  Don’t you know it’s wrong to make fun of someone because of their height?  What be wrong with chu?

Louise: Sorry, Sweets.  Thanks for putting me straight.  I’ll nickname you “Cranky” instead.

Louise: Darling…Maggie is in Florida with Grandma and Grandpa.

Sweets: When she come home?

Louise: Awww, you miss your buddy, doncha?

Sweets: Yeah, I want my buddy back.

Louise: Don’t worry, Sweets.  She’ll be back before you know it.

Louise: I know, Sweetie.  You hate going to the “butcher”.

Sweets: Everytime I go in that horrible car, you take me to a horrible place.  It’s just horrible!

Louise: I think I am going to have to take you out in the car for more fun.  Whadya think?

Sweets: Will treats be involved?

Louise: Yes, I think I can make that happen.

I made this shirt for Sweets the other day.  It is made from a repurposed boy’s t-shirt.  He already has about a million of these shirts because I enjoy sewing them for him so much.

Louise: Sweets!  I thought you liked wearing clothes?

Sweets: I do…only if there is a treat involved and I see no treat here.

Louise: Such attitude!  You look so sweet and your name is “Sweets” but I am wondering where all the sweet went?  You have such an attitude!  A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E!