Monday 21 October 2013

Day Four Hundred and Sixty One

A bit of a soggy dog day.

Our make the house all warm like breakfast toast machine is broken. We have to keep the doors closed so all the outside does not get in.

The make the house warm machine man is going to vist us tomorrow morning. I am not going to bark at him.

Everybody is still writing for their universities. Lots of writing.  I helped Zita move the cars. Then we went for a ride. 

Craig's French policeman has a nice dog. That is a good book. Rabbits eat his green beans. That is way he has a dog. To chase the rabbits away. Ha.

Niamh is learning all about the old war with the generals who would not listen so well. Way too many soldiers died she said. That is sad. She said our soldiers were very brave. We took ridges and would not give them back. Ha.

Craig says there were lots of my Bouviers in that old war. We pulled little carts to take hurt soldiers to the hospital. We were a big help. More help than the generals Craig says. That is known.

Craig and Emmet bought fat cookies for everyone at the make good bread store. Not for me. Oh well. 

Tonight is Niamh's dace late at night night. 

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