I yawned, I was squeezed under the bed, between Mom and Skitters. The three of us went swimming yesterday, and it was pretty fun… Except I couldn’t swim, so Skitters taught me how to swim while Mom recorded with a camera while she gushed about how handsome I looked with goggles on. Once I figured out how to swim, the three of us played with a beach ball. Ponies looked at us weird, a few looked at Mom’s flanks and were subsequently hit in the head with a blueberry pie, via a squad of our guards that were supposed to watch over us.