The Beaver

Poppy has many names one of which is Beaver. Since she was much smaller then what she is now she was always busy. Busy like a Beaver. So here is the Beav being a Beaver (WITH CARROT STICKS).




She is going to hate these pictures when she is older, in thinking she is going to hate being called 'The Beav' too.

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