Sunday 5 January 2014

Day Five Hundred and Thirty Seven

Not so way too cold today.

It snowed last night. And it is still snowing. I always come in a soggy dog. I get ice in my feet. That is not nice. Oh well.

Niamh and Craig and Emmet took and the beautiful lights of the beautiful Christmas tree. Saint Santa's Christmas is all over. Oh well. 

My family likes the Christmas. It is known.

Zita had to shovel the too much snow. I helped. Then I barked too much. I had to come in the house. Oh well. When Zita was doing her shovelling there were too many people outside I did not know. I do not like that.

Emmet has a sick tummy. I will sleep on his bed to make him all better. 


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