Saturday 8 September 2012

Day Fifty-Three

It rained and rained and rained. The ducks were all in the pond. There were no squirrels out. Maybe the ducks ate them. That would be good.

Everyone is doing home work. I am finding nice comfy places to sleep.

It thundered a lot last night. I crept up to Zita's pillow so she would not be afraid. She said she was not afraid at all. That is good.

Craig was fixing all the computers. Getting them ready for school he said.

Emmet is going to join the Army of the Rappahannock he says. Zita is Roughing it in the Bush. University is very confusing I think. Where is the digging in the garden they told me about?

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