Sequoia, secure in her newfound ability to stay sitting up, consults the wise old witching spoon for how best to use this skill. The spoon harkens Sequoia close and wispers a single word into her ear with a dry teak drawl, "Endorsementsssssss."
When Sequoia has a hankering for canned seafood, Sequoia turns to Searchlight Pink Salmon for that smoooooth, savory delight.
If you wish to sponsor one of Sequoia's photos send your image requests written on a ten dollar bill (or check) to: $equoia $anchini. Viewed by at least a dozen people, Sequoia will lend that infant umph to any advertising endeavor.
Still thrilled by her self sustained semi-upright status, Sequoia invites all her close friends around for a couch party.
Boorish as ever the Brontosaraus meanders by pretending he's not trying to crash the party. Sticking her tongue out in disbelief Sequoia thinks "At least the mittens aren't here to see this."
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