Day Eight Hundred and Forty Six

It is the everybody comes to my house in scary costumes night. I am not scared. Craig always opens the door. He is not scared. That is good. We give everybody treats. I do not get any. Oh well.

It is a cold day. A nice warm gloves day. Not way way cold day. Not a big warm boots day. 

Zita's friend Professor Jill makes gloves for money. To help poor dogs who do not have nice homes to guard. Or nice people to take them for nice walks. That is good. 

Niamh did not go to her dance a lot school today. I do not know why. She is going to a sing happy birthday party tonight. With her dance a lot friends.

Niamh was very happy that her brand new tutu is here. She showed everybody. She took it to her toe dance teacher. To make it all perfect. Just like me. Ha.

I got bean treats this morning. When Zita was making the refrigerator all neat and tidy. Good for me.

My side yard is all full of very round tires. My bouncy ball gets lost in them. That is not right. They will go down the basement today. Until it is all warm and sunny again. That is good.

I do not like the word I am busy. It is not a nice word. Too bad for me.

Craig and I played catch the ball. But not so often. Oh well. 

Craig had to read all of Zita's and Emmet's important for universities stories. He makes changes. So they are more beautiful. That is nice. 

We got a big box of tasty croissants. For Emmet. So he will not blow away. With all the fallen down leafs.  Ha. 

I like nice windy days. Not break the nice trees windy days. Just little windy days. Flappy ears days. 

Niamh is going to make our pumpkins all scary. To keep the lions all far away tonight.  Ha. Too bad for them. The lions will be way  scared of all the scary costume people tonight.

Day Eight Hundred and Forty Five

It is a not so busy day. That is good. I have been way too busy. Zita too. And Niamh. And Emmet. 

We waited for Niamh to go to her dance a lot school before we went for our nice walk. Craig was still in bed. I jumped on the bed to get him all awake. It is a sore shoulder day he said. Oh dear. He is old. 

We did not play catch the ball very much today. Oh well. 

Emmet and Zita are still writing their important stories for their universities. Except at lunch time. Zita had to talk on the telephone to lots of famous lady rascals. From far away. 

It was scary she said. I had a nap on my comfy duvet. To keep Zita company. So she would not be so scared. 

Craig spent all afternoon moving everything all around in the den. Making the music machines all work. There are two many music machines in this house. There are lots and lots in the scary basement. In the big dark room with all the shelves. I saw them. They do not make music. They are resting Craig said. Ha.

The parcel man brought Niamh a present. Not a secret present. A just because a present from Craig and Zita. It is a special toe dance costume. A stick straight out dress. 

It is a tutu dress. Niamh told me. That is a silly name. Craig said it should be a one one because Niamh is not so way tall. 

Everyone thinks Craig is way silly. It is true. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Forty Four

We had another way busy day. 

Craig had to drive Zita to way down town. She could not drive her go fast bicycle today. She had to take her special go to parties clothes. In a big bag. 

Zita has to go to the very big castle hotel way downtown. They are having a party for all the nice lady rascals. So everybody can say hello to each other. And eat little bits of food. 

Zita will have to stay at the castle hotel until way late. Craig told me he will drive to downtown to bring her home. Because it is all dark out. When the lions and the giant raccoons hide in the bushes. I will guard our nice house. 

Last night on the television we saw the poor Scotsman soldier who died. His soldier friends took him all the way back to his nice home. 

All the Scotsmen soldiers in the world were there to say good bye. They had lots and lots of bagpipes to play the way sad music Scotsman music. Bagpipes are only good for way sad music. It is known. Scotsmen like bagpipes. And porridge. I do not know why. 

Craig likes bagpipes and he is only a pretend Scotsman. Oh well. 

We had toasts today. With only a little bit of jam. Oh well.

Emmet is making dinner tonight. Because Zita has to eat only way too small sandwiches at the castle hotel. We will have pasta. And brocklies. 

Niamh is going to take me for my nice walk tonight. That is good. 

Craig's hockey team won last night. I did not see it. I was asleep.

Everybody at Zita's new university liked her special story with the nice music. They did not dance. I do not know why they did not dance. When there is music in my house Niamh always dances. Too bad for them. 

Day Eight Hundred and Forty Three

We had to get up in the middle of the night. Zita had to drive Professor Jill to an important meeting. I could not go. Or my friend Zoro. When Zita came home she went back to our comfy bed. Me too. Until late. 

We did not have toasts today. We were fast asleep instead. Craig was not. He was all awake. He was just looking out the window and drinking too much coffee. Too bad for him. 

Craig did not forget to get my food. We have a giant bag. Just for me. That is good.

We had a way busy day. Zita and Emmet are writing important stories for their nice universities. All day long. 

Craig and I were a big help. I kept Zita company on my cosy duvet. That is good. Zita says I am always a big help. If there are no squirrels on my beautiful patio. I hate squirrels.

Zita's special story has to be all done for tonight. Oh dear. Oh dear. It has music too.

Craig has to go and get a special wire for Niamh's phone. Or her phone will not talk to anybody. And she will have to hide in the basement. Oh dear. That is not good. 

I do not need special wires to talk to everybody. That is good. I do not like the basement very much. Except for Emmet's cosy bedroom. And the comfy bed with all the pillows.

This is Zita's night to go to Mister Saint Paul's university. She does not have dinner here. We will have to eat all by ourselves. Craig and Emmet and Niamh will have pizza. They will not have any nice vegetables. No nice treats for me. Oh well. 

Craig's football team won last night. Everyone was surprised.  Not just Craig. I heard the radio talking about it. So it is true. Ha. 

The parcel man brought secret presents today. Ha. That is good. I like secret present time.  

Day Eight Hundred and Forty Two

It is a very busy day. The fix-it man came to stop all the ice from making it too slippy for Craig's go fast chair. In the way too cold winter. He is very noisy. The lots of noise is a bit scary. 

I stayed with Craig in the den. Sometimes I watched the fix-it man out the kitchen window. I did not have a nice nap ion my cosy bed. In the kitchen. 

It is a nice sunny day. But not so warm. 

Craig has to go to my own hospital to get a big bag of my special good for my tummy food. We are nearly finished the down the basement bag. There will not be any dinner for me if Craig does not go. Too bad for me.

Zita took her car to Mister Paul's tire store last night. So they can put the do not get stuck in the snow tires on the gold big car. That is good. It is not good to be stuck in the snow. It is known.

Emmet has no nice university this week. It is the special time to write lots of interesting stories week. 

Emmet is very busy. He is writing about his great great uncle. He was a way dangerous person. He is in books about dangerous people from way far away. Even Emmet's great grand father was a dangerous person. 

I do not think my great great grand father was dangerous. I think he was a famous brave dog who kept all his cows safe. That is good. 

Craig says his great great grandfather probably stole sheep. Oh dear. That is not right. Craig says that is what long time ago Scotsmen did. I think they all went to jail. Ha. 

Why would you steal sheep. Sheep are way too smelly. And messy. People are silly. Dogs would not steal sheep. Some dogs steal other dog's bouncy balls. Oh well. 

All the leaves are falling on to my lawn. Squirrels hide in the leaves. I hate squirrels. 

Day Eight Hundred and Forty One

Zita had to go to bed early last night. She had a sick tummy. I went to bed to keep her cosy. So she would not have way cold feet.

Everybody went to bed early last night. Me too. That is good.

Craig and I got up late this morning because somebody made all our clocks forget a whole hour.

I do not know who does this. I do not know where the whole hour goes. I think it is stolen. But nobody cares. Except me. People are very silly. What if they steal our green beans. Or my catching balls. 

It is Sunday. We had brand new bagels for our very late breakfast. From Mister Kettleman's tasty bagel store. On our very busy street.

We have tub cheese on our bagels. Not nice Mister Nicastro's smelly cheese. Oh well.

The poor Scotsman soldier who died had two nice dogs. We saw them on the television. They are at his house. Waiting for him to come home. He is not going to go back to his house anymore. 

That is ok. He will wait for them. In heaven. He will talk to Saint Newton. Saint Newton will tell the nice dogs not to worry. The Scotsman soldier will not forget them. He will be lonely until they come to keep him company on his walks. It is known. 

Everybody is way busy writing very interesting long stories for their schools. Except for Craig. And me.

Craig is still a Scotsman. Hiding in a dark smelly cave. I would not like that. There are no comfy pillows or nice duvets in caves. It is known. Just fierce big bears and spiders. Oh dear.

Everybody had baths today so they will smell all spic and span. Craig and I did not have baths. Niamh and Emmet took all the hot water away. Oh dear. 

Day Eight Hundred and Forty

We had a real cheese party last night. With table sheets and candles and cheese. Because our cheese friends were here. Ha.

My friend Zoe came for a nice visit too. She had some of the special cheese too. She did not steal any of our silverware Craig said. That is good.

My cheese friends played Blue Bone with me. That is because they are my friends. Good for us. 

Then I went to sleep on my comfy bed in the kitchen. Cheese parties make me tired. 

This morning Craig went to his old friends breakfast. Because it is Saturday. Everyone else was fast asleep. I had to jump right on top of Zita to wake her up. So we could have our nice walk. Cheese parties make everybody tired. It is known.

We drove Niamh to her dance a lot place. In the gold big car. She was tired too. Emmet was still fast asleep. Emmet likes his comfy bed.

In the car was a too much barking dog. I got in trouble. Oh dear. At lunch time I could not get in the car to bring her home. Because I was in trouble. Too bad for me.

The weather was all soggy after lunch. We did not play catch the ball very much. Oh well. 

Zita made the beautiful garden all ready for the too much snow time. I could not help. 

There were more nasty squirrels on my beautiful patio. On my special pumpkins. 

They would steal the pumpkins if I did not bark very loudly at them. Craig says the pumpkins are too big for nasty squirrels to steal. He is wrong. Too bad for him.

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Nine

Our cheese friends are coming for a cheese party.  Ha. That is good.

Niamh went to her dance a lot school today. She said she is all better. Craig does not believe her. Again. Oh well.

We had toasts today. No jam. Too bad for me.

I helped Zita make the gold big car all spic and span. She said pigs lived in it. That is not true. Pigs cannot open car doors. It is known. People are silly.

I was a big help.

Emmet is at his nice university. It is a remember everything thing exam day. Oh dear. I do not like exams. I did not go to my exam. Zita said that she already knew what I knew. That is good.

Craig will go and bring Emmet home from his exam. Exams make you tired.

When he gets home maybe our cheese friends will be here. That is nice.

They will have nice Irish tea. And cookies. Guests always have cookies. Or they will not come back for a visit. Oh dear.

We had a cheese party. With special cheese from the nice hotel town. I found some on the floor. That is because of Saint Newton. 

Emmet and Niamh got presents. I did not get any presents. Oh well. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Eight

I had a nice quiet walk with my friend Jamie this morning that was nice. It is a nice day. Not so cold. Not rainy at all. That is good. 

My pond is all empty. My friends the ducks are all gone for their vacation. I do not know where they go. It must be a secret. 

When we got home I got toasts. Good for me.

Niamh is still sick. Not so sick as yesterday. I got up on her bed for a long time. I was a pillow. Ha. Good for me. When she watched television on her little computer. I had a nice nap. On her comfy bed. 

Niamh's bed is more comfy than our big bed. Oh well. But it is not so big. Only room for Niamh and me. Ha.

Emmet does not have a remember everything exam today. His nice university said it was not fair because of the poor soldier who died yesterday. That is right. 

They played the sad bells this morning. I heard them. From downtown. From the big tower at the rascals place.

All the rascals had to back to work today. Because they are not scared of nasty people. Just elections. Or very scary lions who hide in the bushes at night. That is why the rascals only work in the daytime. It is known.

Zita is going shopping with our cheese friend today. That is good. They will have a nice lunch. That is what friends do. When they go shopping. And have wine. 

I stayed on Niamh's bed this afternoon. When Craig took Emmet to his nice university. Now she is nearly all better. I am a big help when you are a bit sick. 

When Craig got home I stayed on the comfy sofa in the den. He had to read his Scotsman book. He has no oatmeal cookies. He ate them all. Ha. Too bad for him. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Seven

We had a very dangerous day. A way nasty man shot one of our soldiers. Dead. That is not right. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

I will talk to my friend Saint Newton tonight. About this. When everyone is fast asleep. Except me. 

Then the nasty man went to where all our rascals work. Our rascal's guard shot him. Dead. 

These are the nasty people Emmet learns about in his very dangerous people class. Emmet was angry. Me too. 

They should not be in my city. That is not right. I saw it on the television. They brought the very fierce police dogs into our rascal place. To find nasty people. And bite them. That is good. 

Some of my relatives are police dogs. In France. They get all the croissants they want for their lunch. Craig told me. And way smelly cheese. Like the cheese from Mister Nicastro's smelly store. That is a good store.

Nasty dangerous people will not come to my house. I am guarding it. When I am guarding my house I am very fierce. It is known. And my friend Emmet has a cannon. In his comfy bedroom. Ha. Too bad for them.

Our cheese friends are in my city for important meetings. They will come for a nice visit. And maybe a cheese party. 

Zita made a giant pot of soup. All by herself. All made from the way tasty vegetables from our beautiful garden. For our cheese party friends. 

Niamh is still sick. She is staying in bed to do her homework. We did not have toasts this morning. Oh well. 

Emmet has a remember everything exam tomorrow at his nice university. 

I had a very busy dsy.

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Six

Niamh had a way bad cough. In the middle of the night. I could not go in to help. Because she was way too hot. Zita had to make her all cold with soggy towels. Oh dear. Oh dear.

Craig said she was not all better last time. Niamh said she was. Craig was right. Too bad for Niamh.

Zita took her to the very nice doctor this morning. To make her all better. That is good.

It is a soggy day. And windy. Niamh will stay in bed because she is sick. It is a good day to be in a comfy cosy bed. 

We had fat toasts today. Only one though. Oh well. 

The nice doctor said Niamh could not go to school or dance a lot tomorrow either. That is good. 

I will be a big help. I will have a nice nap on her high comfy bed. That will be a big help. Zita said so. That is good.

Emmet has a sick tummy too. Oh dear. I will have to be very busy tonight. 

Emmet went to his nice university anyway. Because it is nearly remember everything time again. 

Zita has to go to her new Mister Saint Paul's university tonight for an important meeting. 

I am not in charge tonight. I will be too busy with Niamh and Emmet. It is my job. I will have nice naps on their beds. To keep their feet all toasty. 

Maybe Emmet will tell me stories all about the way old Gods.  Or stories from his all about the dangerous people class. That would be nice. Or brave dogs. Like me. Ha.

Craig will be in charge. Oh well.

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Five

Zita and Niamh came home. Late late. Craig was right. Everyone had their very own beds last night. And pillows. That is good.

Zita brought lots of tasty food for us. From the nice little town. Where the hotel with the table sheet restraurent was.

Niamh's friend lives in a tiny tiny room at her university. Niamh saw it. And she shares the bathroom with everybody in the world. Oh dear. Niamh would not like that. At all.

I am not in charge anymore. That is good. You get way tired when you are in charge.

We all went be bed early. Except my friend Emmet. Oh well.

We had a nice walk in the cold this morning. Winter is coming. It is known. Ha.

We only had one toasts today. Oh well. And Craig had to drink too many coffees today. We only played catch the ball a few times. Oh well.

Emmet came up from his cosy bedroom and we played. He was tired of too much remembering. He had to make more Irish tea. And peanut butter sandwiches.

He has to go to his very dangerous people class tonight. Until late. 

Maybe he will take his giant lion spear with him. In case the lions are hiding in the way long tunnels at his nice university. Or his special Viking axe. That lives under his bed. I saw it. All by myself. Ha.

Niamh is helping at dance a lot tonight. And Zita has two meetings. After dinner meetings. Oh dear. Everybody is very busy. 

Craig and I will be here by ourselves. He will watch a nice movie. Craig does not watch scary movies by himself. Good for us. 

Craig told me we are still very brave even if we do not watch way scary movies. That is true.

Then he will go in the silver little car to Emmet's nice university. So Emmet will not be chased by the scary lions on the way back to our house. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Four

I am still in charge. Zita is still away at the nice hotel. Where they make the tasty wine

We had to get up early today. Sundays are not get up early days. Too bad for me

Niamh and I had a nice walk. We saw all the nasty squirrels in the world. On my streets. I hate squirrels.

It is a not very warm day. A good day to have an outside nap day.

Niamh is going to visit her dance friend at her university. In Montreal. You have to drive for a not so long time to go to Montreal. Her other dance friends are driving the car. Not my friend Niamh.

They will have a nice lunch. That is what you do in Montreal. There are wonderful croissant restaurants in Montreal. Even whole streets. Craig told me

I would go to a croissant restaurant. Some very nice restaurants like dogs to visit. Not all though. Too bad for me.

Uncle Bill came for his coffee visit today. He brought Emmet a present. A way good present. A giant spear. From way far away Africa. To protect us from the dangerous lions. There are lots of lions in Africa. There are only lions here in the summer. They hide in the bushes at night. It is known. Lions are scary.  

The spear is too big for squirrels. Oh well.

In the way too cold winter we have very fierce wolves. They do not have wolves in Africa. Just here. 

It is only me and Emmet and Craig for dinner tonight. Zita and Niamh are still not home. I do not like that. I get worried. Craig has to tell me it is ok. All the time. I still worry. 

There are not enough people in my house today. That is not right. Craig says everyone will be home in their own beds tonight. With their own comfy pillows. That is good.

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Three

Last night Zita was not here. She is not way so very far away. At a comfy hotel. With all her lady friends. I was in charge. Ha.

Niamh's dance a lot friends came to our house last night. There were lots and lots of them. They filled up my kitchen. And ate all the cookies. Then they went to the dance a lot movie. I had to take care of all of them. Because they were in my house.

Craig and Emmet went out to have their dinner. So they would not starve to death. To a too many chips restaurant. Ha.

I stayed home to guard the house. I was very tired. It is way hard taking care of all the dance a lot friends. 

I slept up on the big bed last night. Because I am in charge.

This morning Niamh and I went for our morning walk. 

Before we went I had to work very very hard to get Niamh out of bed. I jumped up on to the way high bed and pulled all the covers off. Ha. 

Then I had to talk and talk to her. Or she would still be all fast asleep. Ha. She is nearly as slow as Craig. Oh dear. 

We had a nice walk. There were kabillions of squirrels. All over. I payed no attention to them at all. I got treats when I got home. Squirrels do not get treats. Ha. Good for me. 

Niamh had to go to dance a lot all day. To practice. And practice. 

Craig is going to talk to Mister Tony tonight. To bring tasty pizzas to our house. That is good. 

Emmet is way busy. Studying for his remember everything exams. All about far away Africa. A long long long time ago. Before my friends the Punics. And their elephants. There is a lot to remember Emmet says. Oh dear. He made a lot of Irish tea. That is what you do in his nice university. 

Craig's football team lost. Again. Oh well. 

Zita is still away. I am still in charge. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Two

It is a very busy day. All the nice people came to get their big piles of newspapers to give to their friends. Zita had to take lots of newspapers to all the stores on the very busy street. And the schools. 

Our little newspaper has stories just about our neighbourhood. It has lovely pictures. It had pictures of my friends the ducks. All asleep. And of Niamh at the special dance parties. In her way beautiful costumes. One time it had my picture. Just one time. It is a good newspaper. It has lots of pictures.

It is another rainy day. I am not so soggy. Because I went to the make me beautiful store. There is not so much of me to get all soggy. Ha.

Emmet was at his nice university all day. To hear stories all about why people are all not the same. 

Oh dear. Zita is going away tonight. In the gold big car. For two days. With all her nice lady friends. To a very nice hotel. With big fluffy pillows. In a little bit far away city. Where they make beautiful wine. To have with your nice dinners. In not too many chips restaurants. Table sheet restaurants. With candles. And lots of tasty desserts. 

I will be in charge for two nights. Ha. 

I will have to sleep on the big bed. Or Craig will get scared. He told me. Ha. Good for me.

Craig and Emmet will just eat pasta. And no nice green beans. Or carrots. They will have sick tummies. 

Niamh has to go to a dance a lot place movie tonight. She sold lots of tickets to her friends. It is not a scary movie. That is good. They will eat pizza at the movie. With all her dance friends. 

Craig and Emmet should use the telephone and talk to Mister Tony. He will bring them pizza. So they will not stave to death. 

Craig's hockey team won again. He was surprised. Oh well. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty One

We had to get up way early.  

I had to go to the make me beautiful store. The very nice make me beautitiful lady was there. Just for me. I like her.

She has a very noisy machine. I do not like the machine a lot. And my furry feet had to made all short. For the way too much snow. I did not like that either.

I do not like it when Zita leaves me there. All by myself. If my family is not there I should be at home guarding my beautiful house. Oh dear. 

I get a lot worried. I do not want to be forgotten by my family. It is known. Who would take care of them. It is my job. Saint Newton gave it to me. When I was just born.  It is known.

Craig and Zita did not forget where the make me beautiful store was. That is good. We went right back to my house. 

I had my breakfast. No toasts today. Oh well. I had a nap. The make me beautiful store makes me tired. 

My cosy duvet and my comfy bed are too dirty for me to sleep on. They had to go into the make everything clean machine. Oh well. I just slept on the big bed. 

Today is the bring all newspapers to my house day. The nice men in the very big truck came this afternoon. I remembered them. I did not bark at all. Good for me. 

Casey who visits Mister Bill barked at the nice men. Oh well. I cannot bark just because Casey barks. It is known. 

Emmet has no nice university today. Because of an important meeting far away. For his professor. Oh well. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty

We had a nice walk this morning. In the little all the time rain. 

It is not so hot today. Yesterday was way hot. It is not right to be way hot when my friends the ducks are going for their vacation. Silly weather.

When we got home I was a soggy dog. Zita was all soggy too. Oh well.

Niamh had a sick tummy this morning. I was the nice nurse. She was way too tired. That is why she was sick. 

She went to school after I jumped up on the her very high bed and gave her get all better kisses.  Zita drove her to the dance a lot school. That is good.

Craig and I played catch the ball a lot this morning. That is good. When it was not all rainy. He is afraid of the rain.

Zita is going to her work at our house today. To talk to people from all over far away. All about an important for everybody meeting. On the telephone. In the cosy big bedroom.

It is a nice quiet day. A nice have a nice nap on my comfy bed day. In the big bedroom. 

I am going to the make me beautiful store tomorrow. Very early in the morning. I am a bit too fury. 

It is scary going to the make me beautiful store. What would happen if Craig and Zita forgot where the store is. And could not find me. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

I have our very own telephone number on my collar. My friend Emmet would come to find me. Or Niamh. And take me back to my very own house. It is known.

Emmet is going to go to the make him all tidy store. He is too fury too. Not tomorrow. Just me tomorrow. 

Tonight is an everybody for dinner night. No universities. No dance a lot. Just all my family here. With me. That is right. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty Nine

All the water is leaving my beautiful pond. It is because the way too cold winter will be here soon. And Merry Christmas time. Ha.

My friends the ducks will have to go on their vacation. The ducks need a nice pond full of water.  So they can sleep at night. Far away from nasty raccoons or scary wolves. Oh dear.

We saw it on our nice walk this morning.

I saw Zorro this morning. Zorro has very slow walks. Because he is old. Like Craig. We cannot go for fast walks with Craig. When you get old everything is slow. Like drinking your coffees in the morning. Before we play catch the ball. Oh well. 

The nice man who looks after the make the house warm machine came for a visit this morning. He has big dogs too. He has a farm. His big dogs look after all his cows. That is good. 

My family used to look after cows. A way long time ago. In France. Now we look after nice people. People do not smell a lot. Like cows. Cows do not give way nice dogs cheese treats. It is known.

They are making a movie on my street. Last night they put way big noisy trucks on my street. Right beside the other park where all the children play on the go very high in the air swings. 

I hope it is not a way too loud movie. Like Emmet's movies.

Maybe they will have a nice brave dog in the movie. That would be a good movie. It is known. 

Tonight is a busy night. Niamh has to teach and to learn new special dances at dance a lot. And Zita has to visit Mister Saint Paul's university tonight.

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty Eight

I got special cheese treats for my sing happy birthday dinner.  Craig and Emmet and Niamh and Zita sang the happy birthday song for me. Good for me.

My friend Zoe phoned from far away. Because it was my happy birthday night. She said happy birthday. Just for me. That was nice. 

Niamh almost forgot to feed the all by itself cat. Last night. Silly cats. 

We all got up late today. Because it is the thank you for everything holiday. Emmet always gets up way late. Ha. No toasts for Emmet. 

We had toasts after my nice walk. In the beautiful sunshine. Then I had to sit in the kitchen. By myself. Because of the squirrels. I hate squirrels. 

I am guarding the house tonight. By my self. All my family is going to have another thank you for everything dinner tonight. With the Mahoneys. At their house. 

Zita made her very special fill up the empty turkey stuff. Just for Mister Kiran. For the Mahoney's giant turkey.

It is not one of the smart turkeys who hide in the forest and make a Uncle Bill so unhappy. Just a regular turkey. 

Zita is going to bring the Mahoneys our used pumpkin pie. From our last night dinner. I do not eat pumpkin pies. They should make green bean pies. That would be good. 

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty Seven

It is my sing happy birthday to me day. Good for me.

We went for a nice walk in all the fallen down clouds this morning. To see my friends the ducks. They did not know it was my sing happy birthday day. Oh well.

We had lots of toasts this morning. That is good. 

Emmet and Niamh are still all asleep. It is a stay in bed Sunday for them. No schools tomorrow because it is the say thank you for all the good things day.

Our beautiful summer is all over. Zita took the special keep the silly flies outside door down. That means summer is over. Oh well. 

We are having a table sheet dinner tonight. Not a cheese party. We will have a cheese party tomorrow. With all the Mahoneys. We will have two thank you for everything turkey and pumpkin dinners. And cheese. The Mahoneys like cheese too. That is good.

Niamh is going to a hockey game this afternoon. We got free tickets. That is good. From the nice man who takes all the very pictures for the far away newspaper. 

When he visits he lives in Mister Bill's basement. He always gives us tickets. I do not go. Zita says I might chase the balls. She is right. Chasing balls is a good game. Not everybody wants to play the game with me. Oh well.

Craig's hockey team won last night. He was happy. That is good. Happy is nice.

There were squirrels sitting on my pumpkin. On my front steps. On my birthday. I got in trouble. That is not nice. I hate squirrels. 

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty Six

It is a nice Saturday. We got up late. Ha. Saturday is the day Craig has his old friends breakfast. 

No toasts today. We do not have toasts on Saturday. Oh well. 

We had a nice walk this morning. 

Niamh has to be all beautiful today. She has to have lots of pictures made. Of her. Toe dancing. I do not know why. 

Craig says she is always beautiful. Even when she steals his cosy shirts. It is true.

Zita's friend asked her to go to a sell beautiful pieces of cloth. To make beautiful clothes for Zita and Niamh and maybe me.  If I don't jump on the windows very much.

It is my sing happy birthday day soon. Maybe I will get special treats. And everyone will sing the happy birthday song. Just for me. 

It is the same day we have the thank you for all our very lovely families party. With the turkey and the pumpkin. Emmet told me. It is very true. 

Emmet knows these things. From his nice university. Where he can buy delicious donuts for his lunch.

Craig cleaned the windows again. Some times I make the windows a bit messy. With my nose. Oh well. 

We had to make the whole house spic and span. Because of the special thank you for everything dinner. I stayed in the living room. Zita said I was a big help. That is good.

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty Five

This morning there were squirrels all over Mister Bill's roof. Because Maggie Dog is at the nice lake house. For the pumpkin dinner party. The squirrels are scared of Maggie. She was not here. I barked and barked at them. They did not care. I hate squirrels.

Craig did not get up so early today. We did not have toasts. Just too much coffees. Oh well. 

Zita was in our beautiful garden all morning. Getting all the carrots and tomatoes into our house. Before the awful squirrels can steal them. Too bad for them ha.

Niamh and her dance a lot friends went downtown. On the smelly bus. To look at clothes. 

Her friend cannot go out at night. Because of the giant raccoons and the lions that only come out at night. That is good. We should stay in our cosy house at night. I can guard everybody when they are in our house. 

Niamh's friend does not have a brave dog to guard their house. Only a cat. Who gets lost. Ha. 

Emmet is almost all well today. Not too much cold at all. He went to his all about people a way long ago class. He says his very big book is not full of the truth. Oh well. Too bad for the book.

I had peanut butter sandwich pieces for lunch. With Craig. 

We had to put the make the house cosy warm machine on today. 

I did not see my friend Jamie today. Jamie likes the cold. He is a very fury dog. From way way up in the north. Right near to where Saint Santa lives. 

Jamie has never seen Saint Santa. Jamie does not live way up there. He lives here. Just around my watching corner and up the big hill.  Zorro lives there too. He is way fury too. He is very shy. The go fast chair scares him. Oh dear. 

I have not seen Saint Santa either. I just get his secret presents. At Merry Christmas time. That is good. 

Squirrels do not get secret presents from Saint Santa. Because they steal things. Ha. Too bad for them. 

Craig's hockey team did not win. Oh well. 

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty Four

We had a nice walk this morning. Not too early. And we had toasts. Just little toasts today. Oh well.

Everybody is busy today. Zita had a meeting with a lot of lady's who want to be rascals. Way downtown.

Craig and I played the throw the ball game. But not a lot. Oh well.

It is a windy day. Too windy. Pieces of trees fell down. Oh dear. I did not stay out in my side yard so long. I had a nap on my comfy bed.

Zita says my bed is not so comfy any more. Maybe Saint Santa will bring me a brand new one. Zita told me.

I still like my comfy bed. Maybe I can have two. Ha. Good for me.

Emmet is not so way too sick today. Craig drove him to his nice university. That is good. It is not nice to be sick. 

We went to the bank in the gold big car. I had to come home. Too much barking. I got in trouble. Oh dear. 

Tonight is Niamh's dance until way late night. Niamh loves to dance. I cannot help her dance. Just Emmet. Oh well.

Tomorrow Niamh has a no school today holiday tomorrow. Good for her. 

It is the big turky dinner very soon. I know. Because there are big and little pumpkins on my front steps. I have to guard them. Squirrels will eat pumpkins. Even when hey are mine. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty Three

I guarded my friend Emmet all day. He still has his way too cold. He has to sleep in his comfy bed. Until he is all better. 

Uncle Bill had to stay in his bed too. 

Everybody went to the nice lunch to see the brand new baby. Except for Emmet and me. I was in charge. All day. Ha.

When Niamh goes to New York with all the dance a lot friends she will see the brand new baby. Again. That is where he lives. With a little dog. Because he is a little baby. And his mother and father. Right downtown. High high up in the sky. Like birds. 

There are no nasty squirrels high high up in the sky. Or way scary lions. But no beautiful vegetable gardens with my special green beans high high up in the sky. Oh well.

Niamh's leg is all better. That good. Her foot has a big cut. Oh dear. I saw it. It had a big bandage. I could not lick it. Too bad for her. 

We did not throw the ball yesterday. It was way too soggy. We only played throw the ball a bit today. Oh well. 

It was very dark and windy this afternoon. We went on our nice walk early. So we would not get blown up into the sky like ducks. Ha.

Mister Bill is making his fence not to fall down. He has very loud machines. It is a bit scary. Craig comes out with me. That is good. He is not scared of the loud machines. Or thunder. He said he is too old to be scared by loud things. Zita said he just cannot hear them very well. Ha.

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty Two

Poor Emmet still has a too sore throat. He is not going to his nice university today. He is going to sleep all day in his comfy bedroom. Zita made him Irish tea. And pastas. 

After lunch I will go down and have a sleep on his bed. To make him all better. 

Niamh made her own dinner last night. The pancakes burnt all up. We had to open the windows. Oh well. Craig had Scotsman's porridge for his dinner. Niamh did not want any. Niamh does not like Scotsman's porridge. Ha. Too bad for him.

It was a very rainy day. We went for a nice walk before it was all too soggy. When we got home we had big toasts. At the watching window.

Today is Niamh's teach at her dance a lot place. She was practicing last night. In the living room. I tried to help. Niamh said I could not help. Just watch. That is not nice. I allways dance with my friend Emmet. He says I am a beautiful dancer. Just like him. Oh well. Too bad for her. 

Today is Zita's go to her new university until late at night day. She made everybodies dinner all ready. So they will not all starve to death. Or just eat cookies. Ha.

Craig's niece is going to visit. Tomorrow. From the new city. On an airplane. With her new little baby. To have lunch with everybody. At Craig's mother's place. I am not going. I will stay here to take care of my friend Emmet. He cannot go. Because of the too sore throat.  Ha.

Zita and I went to get nice bread and maybe croissants. At the very heavy bread store. In the gold big car. I will guard the car and the croissants. Ha. Good for me. 

Uncle Bill talked to Craig today. To see if my friend Emmet still had his nasty cold. 

Craig and Uncle Bill and Emmet are going to see a way loud movie. All about a very noisy tank. In the old sad war. When Emmet is not way too sick. They will eat too much popcorn.  It is known. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty One

We got up way early for our nice walk. Zita had a nice bath. To smell beautiful for her work.

Today is a ride the fast bicycle to the way downtown office day. To help the lady rascals get all elected. 

Craig says I am a rascal dog. I am not. I am a nice lady dog. He is just too stubborn. It is what happens when you get way old. Ha.

Emmet was up way early too. Before we had our toasts. He still has a sore throat. Zita made him some nice Irish tea. He went back downstairs to his comfy bed. To go to all asleep. That is good.

I cannot bark when Emmet is sick and all asleep. He would hear me. And wake up. Too bad for me. 

Craig and I had old pizza for lunch. Craig was going to make Scotsman porridge. He changed his mind. That is good. You cannot share Scotsman porridge. Ha. 

Craig has another new book. He is a Scotsman again. Fighting to be his own king. With a giant sword and a friend who takes care of all his nice dogs. And his way noisy bagpipes. This is a good book. It is known. You cannot hear the noisy bagpipes in a book. That is good. 

Niamh has a sore leg. From dance a lot. I did not know. I did not kiss it all better. Nobody told me. That is not right. How can I do my job if nobody tells me. Oh dear. 

Emmet has his way dangerous people class tonight. Until late. Craig will drive him. Because he has a sick throat. 

Day Eight Hundred and Twenty.

We had a long long long walk today. It is not a soggy day.

Zita and I were sad. Our cheese friends telephoned us. Mister Cheese friend's sister had to go to heaven. He is very sad. That is too bad.

I will talk to Saint Newton tonight. He can find her a nice dog to keep her company. A nice dog will show her where all the nice walks go. And all the nice table sheet restraurants. Dogs know all the things that people like. That will be good.

Our cheese friends are still going to come and visit us. In a while. I will be a big help. So he will not be too sad. I am a big help. If you are a bit too sad. 

Niamh and her dance friends watched a way too sad movie last night. They all cried. 

That is not a good movie. People should not watch sad movies. Or scary movies. Or way too loud movies. Just nice movies where everybody is happy at the end. And they have a nice dog. 

Emmet has Niamh's sore throat. He was up in the middle of the night. Making lots of noise. Making his Irish tea. And some honey. I knew who it was. I did not bark. Good for me.

There was a nasty squirrel on my beautiful patio. I did not jump on the window. I got a big cheese treat. Good for me.

Craig and Zita have to go to a nice store this afternoon. They do not have any more coffee for their coffees. Oh dear. That is not good. They will be grumpy. Ha. Too bad for them.

We had big toasts today. Craig made the toasts. He puts lots of jam on the toasts. That is good. He is a good toast maker. 

Craig shares his toasts. Zita and Emmet do not share. Niamh shares. But I have put my paw on her leg. Or she will forget. Oh well. Craig never forgets my toasts. Good for me.

Craig's hockey team won again last night. He was surprised again. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Nineteen

Zita and I drove Niamh to dance a lot this morning. It is the all day at the dance a lot place today. 

Zita and I went to the make the tastey bread store. To get breakfast. We got scones. And cinimmon buns. And tastey bread. I guarded the car. I did not bark. Only a bit. Good for me.

We went for a long long walk this morning. To places I never saw before. On the other side of my very busy street. We walked under the beautiful bridge. 

We went to the big place where they are making all the new buildings. 

We got home when Craig made the coffees. No toasts today. Scone bits for me instead. Ha. 

I like scones. I do not have to pretend to be a Scotsman dog to eat scones. Craig told me. It is true.

Last night Craig's football team won. He was surprised. Ha. There were lots of people walking down my street. When the football game was all over. I tried not to bark. They were all very happy. 

Professor Jill came to visit this morning. For coffee time. After making music at the big tower church. Where the fast bats live. Jamie did not come. He was at home asleep. Zoro too. Oh well.

Last night Niamh told us she is on a way special roll. Not the kind you have for nice dinners. Another kind of roll. It is a present from her dance a lot school. Emmet had a roll too. And Zita at her old university. Craig did not get a roll. He told me. Too bad for him. I did not get a roll at my school either. Sometimes I forgot to listen. Oh well.

We do not care. We had scones instead. Ha.

It is a soggy day. Emmet came up to go for his nice walk and get his tall in a can ice tea. It was too soggy. We looked out the watching window instead. 

Soggy days are good have a nice nap days. It is known. Ha.

Day Eight Hundred and Eighteen

We had a beautiful walk today.

When we got home we had two toasts. Because Zita was going to starve to death. Oh dear. 

Emmet nearly forgot to get up for his nice university. Ha. Zita had to wake him all up. 

Uncle Bill came to visit. On his blue big motorcycle.

Uncle Bill and Zita went for a ride on the blue big motorcycle. For a long time. For lunch at the famous swan potato restaurant. Way far from our house. Beside the other river.  Not our nice canal river. 

Zita took Emmet's beautiful leather jacket so she would not freeze to death. She found lots of money in the pockets. Ha. Silly Emmet. 

Craig and Zita are going out to the nice restaurant on the very busy street. For a nice dinner. I will stay here. Because I am in charge. Ha.

Niamh and her dance friend are going to have Mister Tony's pizza for their dinner. That is good. Emmet will eat in the basement. With his friends from way far away all over. 

We had a nice walk this afternoon. We stopped at my other pond. To see my friends the ducks. I sat on the big bench with Zita. So I could see all the nasty squirrels in the trees. And guard her. I hate squirrels. 

Day Eight Hundred and Seventeen

We had a long walk in the beautiful sunshine this morning. Jamie did not come with us. He was still asleep. Ha.

I almost fell off the bed last night. I was dreaming. I was running way fast. I do not know why. Craig and Zita laughed. That is not nice. I do not laugh at them when they make loud snoring noises. And wake me up. Too bad for me.

Dogs are nicer than people. Oh well.

It is Maggie Dog's sing happy birthday day. She lives beside us. She is way older than me. Maggie hates squirrels. That is good.

Zita is at our house today. Working. She has a meeting tonight. At Emmet's nice university. I will be in charge. I am always in charge when Zita is not here. Or Craig. 

We are getting new do not get stuck in the snow tires for the gold big car. I heard Craig. He was talking to Mister Bill. He lives next door. With Maggie Dog. He can have the old tires for his house on the lake. I do not know why. Houses do not need tires. Oh well.

I heard Zita say we are nearly out of the special just for pasta cheese. Oh dear. Too bad for me. It is my favourite cheese. There are always little pieces under the dinning room table. After pastas. Ha. 

Craig is going to drive my friend Emmet to his nice university today. And wait for him. It is not a long day at the university. Only time for one tea from Mister Horton's nice store. Craig will take his book.

Craig is a nurse. In the war nobody wanted. She lost her patient. Oh dear. That is not good. She has to find him. She does not have a nice dog to help her. Too bad for her. It will be a long book. Without a dog to help. It is known.

Everybody was way busy this afternoon. Craig almost forgot my dinner. I did not have my dinner until Niamh had to go to dance a lot. Oh dear. 

Oh well.

Day Eight Hundred and Sixteen

We had a nice walk this morning. With my friend Jamie. We went to his house. I waited for him and Professor Jill. At the gate. She teaches all about old people and old times at Emmet's nice university. People way older than Craig. She taught Emmet all about the broken house war. 

She does not teach Emmet now. So Jamie and I can talk about Emmet now. That is good. 

We had toasts when we got home. Only one toasts today. Oh well.

Zita drove her fast bicycle to the way downtown office today.  

Craig had to go to the dentists today. He should ask Zita to brush his teeth too. I have tasty chicken toothpaste. Ha.

When Craig was at the dentist I guarded the house. Emmet was still fast fast asleep. Ha. That is why I am always in charge. It is known.

I got peanut butter treats for being in charge. Ha. 

Niamh has a sore foot. Where the door squished it. She went to her dance a lot school anyway. 

Niamh and Craig had to watch a scary movie. For Niamh's school. People looking for a scary treasure. It had lots of giant spiders and snakes. 

I did not watch it. I had a nice nap in the big bedroom. All by my self. No scary snakes or giant spiders. Just me. And my blue bouncy ball. And my beautiful summer duvet. With all the flowers on it. Good for me. 

Zita came home from her new university and we all went to our comfy beds. 

There was a nasty squirrel on my beautiful patio this afternoon. It would not go away. Emmet came up from his comfy basement room. He scared it away. He did not hit it with a sword. Oh well. 

Craig told me today is the whole day just for black dogs. Just like me. I did not get a secret present. Oh well. Just a nice hug. And some treats.