Monday 19 November 2012

Day One Hundred and Twenty Five

I had a perfect walk this morning. I was perfect. There were ka-billions of things to smell. It is getting cold out side. I like the cold. It makes my tail wag.

There were people walking in the pond. That is not right. It is the duck's pond. Those people are trying to steal it. The ducks would be sad.

When they come back I will tell them. It is hard to talk to ducks. They fly away when I get close. Silly ducks.

The package man comes to see us. Christmas is coming. Niamh loves Christmas. She plays Christmas music when she and I are alone in the house. She dances too. That is fun. I help her dance. I chase her when she dances. That is good.

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