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Phoebe met another little girl at the pool today.
"Hello!" she said. "Do you want to play with me?"
"Sure!" said the little girl.
"Okay!" said Phoebe. "What's your name?"
"Phoebe," said the little girl.
"No, that's my name," Phoebe said, shaking her head. "What's yours?"
"Yes! My name is also Phoebe!" Phoebe said in astonishment.
"Hang on!" the little girl said. "I've gotta go tell my mom something!"
The other Phoebe ran over to her mom and told her that she'd just met a Phoebe. Both girls were delighted and played very nicely until the rest of the other Phoebe's cousins showed up to play.
To be fair, the other Phoebe is a few years older (a big ol' 6) and it was kind of her to play with 4-year-old Phoebe for as long as she did before going off to play with the bigger kids she already knew.
This other Phoebe's mom told me that when she was expecting her Phoebe they had an Eastern Phoebe nesting just outside their window so they heard "Phoebe! Phoebe! Phoebebebe!" so much that they just couldn't get it out of their head!
It's not very often we run across another Phoebe!!
How fun! I can't remember meeting a Phoebe, however, a friend in New York has a bulldog named Phoebe. The dog is about 13 years old, and their last name starts with an F so it's a cute alliterative name. Their former bulldog was a male named Higgins.
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