Day Nine Hundred and Seven

We slept in. Not Craig. Just all the ladies. In our house. Zita and Niamh and me. Because it is Merry Christmas holiday time. So you can have nice long sleep ins. Good for us.

Craig got up so I could check all the outside smells. And have my tasty breakfast. I went back to bed. To keep Zita all toasty warm. It is my job.

When we were all awake we had toasts with the special Merry Christmas jam. From way far away France. Good for us.

Craig's mother is sick. She will not go to the doctor. That is silly. Craig and Zita went over to see her a lot. Too bad for her.

She should go to see my doctor. He is very nice. Oh well.

Today is the end day of the whole year. Tomorrow the year will start all again. Brand new. Just for us. Ha. Good for us.

Niamh got a machine for making toast sandwiches. For Merry Christmas. She made toasts sandwiches for her friend Lilly today. None for me. I like toasts. Oh well.

Craig dropped a pice of cheese at lunch time. I got it. Ha. 

Emmet is writing all the new rules for his long story game. With his friends from all over. I do not know the story. It is not about the nice policeman with the brave dog. Oh well.

After lunch Craig and I watched the hockey game on the television. In the den. I had a little nap. That is good. 

Craig told me that Zita and Emmet and Niamh might go out for a nice dinner. Tonight. Maybe. Because it is the end of the year. He will go too.

I will guard the house. I am a good house guard. It is known. Ha.

Day Nine Hundred and Six

We had a nice quiet day. 

Niamh has gone to a birthday party. For her toe dance teacher. 

On the brand new outside go skating place. At the new buy lots of things place. On my way busy street. 

It is a cold cold day. Too bad for her. She will have icicle toes. Ha. 

Craig's silver little car has a silly loud noise. 

It had to go to Mister Paul's fix your tire store. Not Mister Mike's fix your car all up store. 

Mister Paul's store just fixes tires and little noises. He is just up on my way busy street. 

Sometimes I visit the store. The floor is very dirty.  I can not walk on it. Or I will have way too dirty feet. Oh dear.

Emmet is having a bath today. So he will not be too dirty. Because we will have a brand new year. Again. 

I do not know where the old years go. Maybe the nice garbage men take them all away. In the big noisy truck. Ha. 

Day Nine Hundred and Five

We had a nice quiet morning. Niamh and Craig had a big sleep in. Zita and I got up so I could have my breakfast. Ha. And Zita could have her coffee. Good for us.

The bunny rabbit is still Comimg to my patio. I do not like that. It is my patio. 

Craig makes my peanut butter treats from the special peanut butter from the giant big city. Niamh brought it home. For Craig. And me. Ha.  

We had toasts. With jam today. That is good.

Zita went out to lunch. With her friend from Mister Saint Paul's university. That is nice.

Craig and I had special peanut butter bagels for our lunch. That is good. Emmet had bagels too. But no peanut butter. Too bad for him.  

Niamh bought new games to play on the play noisy games box in the basement. On the nearly new television. In the basement. 

She was up very late playing her games last night. I heard her. Ha. That is why she had to have a sleep in this morning. Ha,

Craig got more little soldiers secret presents. For Merry Christmas. From my friends Emmet and Niamh. He has to put them altogether. They are very brave knights. With a very brave dog. To help them. They have a canon. 

Emmet has a canon. It lives in his cosy bedroom. In case of the scary wolves. Or nasty people. Craig made it for him. When he way way little. That is good. 

Emmet would be a knight. If it was a way long time ago. Or a Pope. Because Emmet loves pasta. That is what the Popes eat. Because they have to live in Italy. Where all the pasta grows. It is known.

Emmet went to professor Jill's house. To get a book for Niamh. All about brave dogs. I could not go to see my friend Jamie. Because of my sore leg. Oh well. 

Day Nine Hundred and Four

We had our way big cheese party last night. Until very late. We had all the food in the world. 

It was all the used food from the Merry Christmas Day party. And all of the Mahoney's too. Only a little bit fell on the floor. Oh well.

Everybody laughed all night. That is good.

We had a long sleep in this morning. Even Niamh. I was very tired. Taking care of a way big cheese party makes you very tired. I did not have my breakfast until way late. I did not starve. That is good.

The silly bunny was in my patio. In the middle of our cheese party. Zita had to go out and chase it all away. We did not ask the bunny to the cheese party. Bunnies do not like cheese. It is known. 

Mister Bill gave my friend Niamh a beautiful television. For her play noisy games computer. It was his old television. It was in his basement. Now it is our basement. 

Niamh is very happy. Now she is going to make an own made dinner for Mister Bill and Ginny. Next week. 

We are having a nice quiet day. Marry Christmas time is nearly all over. 

Zita and I went for a nice ride in the gold big car. Because we cannot go for our nice long walks. Until my leg is all better. Oh dear. 

Day Nine Hundred and Three

We are going to have another cheese party tonight. With all the Mahoneys. That is good. We always have cheese parties with them. After Merry Christmas Day.

Craig went to his way old friends breakfast today. Because the snow is nearly all gone away.

The new go fast chair does not like snow so much. It will get all stuck. We would never find Craig all stuck in the too much snow. Oh dear. 

There would be nobody to tell me stories about the nice French policeman and his brave dog. Or get my dinner. Or watch out the window with me. Or tell me not to worry. Oh dear. He should not go out in the too much snow. It is known.

We put the table sheet on the table. And brand new candles. Red candles. And the very shiny knives and forks. Because it is a party tonight. A cheese party.  We got brand new cheese. I saw it. Ha.

Craig wrapped all the secret presents. For the Mahoneys. Ha.

There were nasty squirrels running in my garden this afternoon. Because of the no snow. 

My friend Maggie came over and chased them far away. Maggie lives outside. Whenever she wants to. Maggie hates squirrels too. That is good.

We are cooking vegetables for the party. Maybe I will get carrots. Niamh is skinning all the big potatoes for the cheese party. Not the little ones. Tara will be late for the party. No cheese for Tara. Ha.  

We have a new little rug. Just for me. In the dinning room. In front of the kitchen. It is a comfy rug. Dogs like comfy rugs. It is known. 

Day Nine Hundred and Two

It is Happy Mister Saint Stephan's day. It is an Irish day. Zita told me. I do not know who Mister Saint Stephan is. Oh well.

We went to our cosy beds all early last night. That is good. Merry Christmas Day makes you way tired. It is known. I had a nice sleep. I can use the go fast chair as a comfy pillow. That is good.

Niamh and Emily and Cara went down town to do shopping. Way early. I did not go. I kept Craig company.

It is another not very cold day. All the snow is going away. I can play roll the ball. In my side yard. And I will not slip on the slippery snow. Good for me. 

We had fat toasts with our special new jam. It was my special present for Craig. That is good.

Zita had to call her sister in way far away Ireland. Maybe because of Mister Saint Stephan. I do not know. 

We saw all our family from way far away on the little flat computer. In way far away Ireland. Even my friends Orlaith and Ciara They saw me too. Ha. Good for us. 

We all said Merry Christmas. Nobody said why they got their Merry Christmas before we did. Oh well.

It is a quiet day. Just the make our clothes all clean machine is making noise. Everything else is quiet. Because my friend Niamh is not here. She has to go buy a new noisy game. With Cara and Emily. They are my friends. 

Maybe we are going to make tasty cookies today. For the cheese party tomorrow. With all the Mahoneys. We will have to open more secret presents. Ha. Good for us. 

Day Nine Hundred and One

It is the Merry Christmas Day. Ha.

We had our giant cheese party last night. We had lots of smelly cheese. From all around here. Where we live. They make lots and lots of way good cheese. Lots of cheese fell. On the floor. All for me. Ha. 

There were so many people here. I went into my bedroom. I had a little nice nap on the big comfy bed. Emmet too. 

Then we put out all the secret presents. All around the giant Merry Christmas tree. We had lots of secret presents. 

I got my own secret present. From Saint Santa. A giant toy to bite. It is all mine. 

The nice Pope told everybody that dogs go to heaven. Craig told me. I knew that. Heaven is only for nice dogs. Iike me. Nasty dogs do not go to heaven. Saint Newton told me. Nasty dogs have to start all over. They start as squirrels ha. 

Nearly all the Merry Christmas snow has all melted away. That is not right. 

We had own made croissants for our Merry Christmas breakfast. To eat when we opened all the secret presents. A big piece fell on the floor. Ha.

Emmet got an old God secret present. It is a giant bird. It will live in his cosy bedroom. To guard him when I am all fast asleep.

Niamh got a big dance a lot bag. It looks like a turtle. People are very silly. They are not turtles. 

I gave Craig a big jar of way special jam. For our toasts. From France. I am from France. A way long time ago. Jam is good for you.

I gave Zita a big bottle of Scotsman's drink. In a special box. All for her. 

Emmet and Niamh got all the socks in the world. And clothes from all over. Even from way far away Ireland. 

Craig got more books. Ha. Zita got a book with lots of pictures of tasty food. And how to make them. Good for us.

We will have another party tonight. Not a cheese party. Just a turkey party. Not one of Uncle Bill's turkeys. A turkey from the nice food store. That is good.

Merry Christmas Day makes you very tired. It is known.

Day Nine Hundred

It is a very busy day. We have a cheese party tonight. 

We had toasts and jam for breakfast. Good for us.

It is a rainy day. That is not right. Merry Christmas is snow time. Not all rainy soggy dog time. It is known. 

Craig wrapped all the last secret presents. I was a big help. Craig told me I got secret presents for Craig and Zita and Niamh and Emmet. That is good. I do not know what they are. Because they are secret presents. 

We will open them all tomorrow. Tomorrow is the Merry Christmas Day. Because it is the little baby Jesus's sing happy birthday day.  That is why we get the secret presents. Good for us.

We have the loud Merry Christmas music on. Not on Niamh's little music machine. On the big black way too heavy to lift music machines. Because it is Merry Christmas time. It is known. 

Tonight all our friends are going to be here for our special Merry Christmas cheese party. That is good. We are going to have Zita's way special famous desert. With the strawberries. And the fat cream. And lots of pies. And Mister Nicastro's tasty way smell cheese. Ha. Good for us.

Niamh and Emily and Cara put beautiful stars and balls on our beautiful outside trees. Just for Merry Christmas Day. Good for us.

We have to make the house all spic and span for the cheese party. Niamh even made her bed all neat and tidy. I can see the floor in her bedroom. Ha.

Emily and Cara are helping Niamh make the house all spic and span. Craig says she is Tom Sawyer. That is not right. She is a lady. Just like me. She is my friend Niamh. Not Tom Sawyer. Craig is silly. Because he is way old. Ha. 

The den is all full of secret presents. That is good. One is for me. I can smell it. Ha. Not so secret. Ha. 

We put up the special just for Saint Santa socks. For little secret presents. I have one. Ha. Squirrels do not have special socks. Too bad for them. 

We have to talk to our cousins in way far away Ireland. They have Merry Christmas before we do. That is not right. I do not know why. 

Craig says Saint Santa will still have presents for our family when he gets here. That is because he is a Saint. Like Saint Newton. I will not worry. 

I will go to fast asleep early tonight. 

Happy Merry Christmas Day to everybody. I hope you get way nice secret presents too. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Nine

Everybody had to wash their hair last night. Not me and Craig. Ha.

Craig watched his hockey team. Oh well.

We had toasts today. No jam. Oh well.

We had tiny croissants for lunch. I got croissant ends. Ha. 

Craig wrapped lots of secret presents today. He is very messy. Ha.

Professor Jill brought us a not secret present. Own made donuts. Just for us. Merry Christmas for us. It is known. 

Craig broke the butter bowl. It went crash. All over the kitchen. He yelled very loud. I did not understand him. Oh well. I had to go to the living room. With Niamh.

Craig always breaks those little bowls. Now they are all gone. Too bad for us. 

Zit had to get the noisy clean the floor machine to pickup all the little little pieces. Oh dear.

Niamh and Cara had to go to nice Mister Kettlemans store to the the egg noggs. For the night before Merry Christmas Day party. Maybe we will sing happy birthday baby Jesus songs. Or tell funny stories. 

Zita is going to make all the tasty food for our party. There will be cheese. It is a cheese party. It is known. Lots of our friends will be in my house. Eating cheese. Ha. 

The scary noisy go on my sidewalk move the snow machines drove all over my street today. I got in trouble. I am a too loud, too much barking dog. Oh well. 

Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Eight

We had a party here last night. Right after filling all the big boxes full of nice food for the nice man. Who did not have enough food for a special Merry Christmas dinner. And his cats. 

The Mahoneys were here. Not all of them. Just enough. For a party. That is good. I got some cheezes. Thank you Saint Newton. Good for me.

Emmet finished his way long story for his dangerous people class. He is happy. He slept all in today. Ha. Then he had to go find secret presents for everybody. 

Niamh and Craig went shopping too. And went to a nice restraurent for their lunch. I guarded the house. And our beautiful giant Merry Christmas tree. 

They brought home secret presents. Craig hid them. I know where. But it is a secret. It is known.

Mister Mike's fix the car store fixed Zita's gold big car. It was just a little fix. That is good. 

Zita had to go to the way small office today. Because of all the very important lists. She took the all fixed up gold car.

She had to go to a way nice restraurent. For lunch. With table sheets. It is a beautiful clothes restraurent. Where the waiters do not have any names. I could not go. I do not have a jacket. Or a tie. Just my Scotsman coat. For the way too cold. Oh well. 

Craig has a tie. From his long time ago way way old school in far away England. It is in the scary basement. He does not know where. So he cannot go to way nice restraurents either. Too bad for us. 

Craig wrapped up lots more secret presents. With everybodies name on them. 

They are not the special Saint Santa's presents. Saint Santa brings them. When everybody is all asleep. For the baby Jesus's birthday. It is known. The baby Jesus had a nice dog. Good for him. Craig told me. 

Emmet is going to make Irish chicken tonight. Because Zita has to make all the important lists all right. And maybe she cannot have her dinner with us. Oh dear. Niamh is going to make the vegetables. All tastey. 

Craig can only put out all the knives and forks. And light the beautiful candles. We always have candles at our dinners.  It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Seven

I got up early. With Niamh. She had to go to a store to teach more dance a lot. For little dancers. She got presents. Not secret presents. Just presents. Because she is a nice teacher. 

I went back to my cosy bed. Good for me.

Zita had to go out and find more secret presents. We did not have toasts today. Oh well.

Craig and I wrapped a lot of secret presents. I got treats for being a big help. Ha.

Uncle Bill walked all the way from his house. To bring us his own made sausages. For Christmas. Good for us.

His house is far away. He has to walk. Because he does not want to buy new pants. 

Emmet and Zita and Uncle Bill had tea and brand new bagels. Craig had his too much coffee. Oh well. I got carrot treats. Ha.

Everybody is going to the nice good store. Except Craig. To buy lots of food for a nice man who does not have any special nice food for his Merry Christmas time. Oh dear. That is not right. He has cats. Oh well. We will get lots of tastey food for him anyway. 

Then they will have pizza at the Mahoneys. That is what they always do when they get the big boxes of tastey food for the nice people who do not have lots of food or secret presents for Merry Christmas time. 

The gold big car is making a nasty noise. We are taking it to Mister Mike's car fixing store. Oh dear. The gold big car is my favourite. The silver little car is too little. 

Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Six

We had a little party at my house last night. Niamh and her dance a lot friends had pizza. With Craig and Emmet and me. They were dancing all over our house. They have very loud music. It is known. 

They told lots of stories. And laughed a lot. Ha.

Zita could not have dinner with us. She had to go Merry Christmas shopping with Doctor Susan

In the middle of our dinner singing people came to my house. In to my front hall. To sing songs. About Merry Christmas time. They were way too loud. I did not like it. They went away. Ha.

Niamh and her dance friends got all dressed up. In sparkly clothes to go to the party. It was just down the street. Beside the park where the ducks live. In the summer. Not now. It is too cold for the ducks. 

Niamh was way tired this morning. She had to go teach at the dance a lot place. Ha. She could not go to Uncle Bill's. 

Craig and Zita went. To Uncle Bill's before Merry Christmas party. They got Uncle Bill way special jam. Full of the Scotsmen's drink. For his breakfasts toasts. Ha. 

Uncle Bill is not a Scotsman. He is an Irish person. Like Zita. But he was not born there. Craig says it is ok if he drinks the Scotsman's drinks. Scotland does not care. Me either. That is good. 

Emmet could not go to Uncle Bill's. He was up way way late writing his important dangerous people story. Craig will look at it so it is all beautiful. 

Craig's flat little computer came back all fixed. That is good. Now he can read his lots of books. And catch all the nasty people. And read me some of the stories. Good for us.

Craig and Zita got more secret presents. And some shiny stars for our beautiful patio tree. 

I got lettuce treats today. Because I did not jump up on the windows when the nasty squirrels ran up my trees. I hate squirrels. It is good they do not get any secret presents at Merry Christmas time. Ha. Too bad for them.

Nobody can go in the cosy bedroom. Except me and Zita and Craig. Because that is where all the secret presents are all hidden. I know where they are. I cannot tell anybody. Because they are secret. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Five

It is a please Poppy guard the house day.

Craig and Zita have to go and find more secret presents. For everyone. Because it is going to be Saint Santa's day soon.

I have to guard my friend Emmet. He is too busy writing his very long story to guard himself.

I have to guard all our secret presents and our giant Christmas tree too.

I am a very good guarder. That is why it is my special job. And I get peanut butter treats. 

Emmet is my helper. Because he has all the very old swords in his comfy bedroom. And the Viking axe. Ha.

Emmet came upstairs a lot. To help me guard. And to make all his Irish tea

Craig's little flat computer is not all right. It has to go to the fix it up store. Oh dear.

How will he read all his books?

He will have to be Craig and not someone else.

Who will catch all the nasty people if he is not the nice French policeman with the very brave dog. And all the very smelly delicious cheeses. Oh dear. Too bad for us.

When Craig and Zita came home they had big bags. Full of secret presents. 

There were no secret presents for me. Saint Santa always brings nice dogs their secret presents. It is known. Good for me.

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Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Four

We had a nice quiet day.

Zita is still making her big important lists.

Lists of all the people who want to be rascals. I was a big help.

She has to go to the way small office downtown today. In the afternoon.

I cannot go. Sometimes I bark too much. Oh dear.

Emmet is writing his very big story all about the way long ago times with the very dangerous people. In way far away Ireland.

Craig is just reading his books. I do not know who he is this time. He did not tell me. Oh well.

We played just roll the ball. Three times. Because of my sore leg. Oh well.

We got more secret presents last night. And today. Ha.

We had more cake and sang the happy birthday song again last night.

We had our own made cake. I helped make it. With Zita.

Craig did not help. He can only make peanut butter sandwiches. And his Scotsman porridge. Oh well.

We did not have any cheese. Oh well.

We have lots of Merry Christmas cards.

I got one from the nice people who take care of dogs who do not have nice families to take care of. Oh dear. That is not right. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Three

It is an all freezing rain day.

Zita had an important meeting this morning. We waited until she came home before we had our toasts.

Niamh did not go to school today because of the freezing rain. Buses do not like to go in the freezing rain. They just get all stuck. Ha.

Niamh and Craig went to get my medicine to make me all better. That is good for me. 

Craig's car is very careful in the freezing rain. He told me.

Craig had to go to get more secret presents today. He was away for a long time.

I stayed here to guard my friend Emmet. He was fast fast asleep. 

Because of the remember everything exam yesterday.

Now he has to write a very big story about all the way dangerous people for the dangerous people class.

We are having another sing happy birthday party tonight. With own made cake. For Emmet and Niamh.

Because Craig's mother has to sing happy birthday to Emmet and Niamh. That is good.

Maybe we will have cheese. Good for me.

Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Two

Zita did not get home until very very late. Because of all the lists. It was past my bed time. I stayed up and waited for her. It is my job.

When we waited Craig and I watched the hockey game. In the den. Oh well. I had a nice nap. 

Niamh had to go to her dance a lot school very early. For special dance practice. Zita drove her because it was nearly still all dark outside. 

It is not nice to go to school in the all dark. It is known. I do not like the all dark outside very much. Because of the wolves hiding in the bushes. 

We had a nice quiet day. 

We have beautiful little lights on our Merry Christmas tree. Sometimes we do not turn on the other lights. Just the little ones. Because it is nearly Saint Santa's day. That is good. 

Emmet had to go to his remember everything all about long time ago Africa exam. Oh dear. Zita drove him so he could get his tea and donuts. So he would not starve.

Zita had to take her last very long story to Mister Saint Paul's university. She said she was glad. Me too. 

We got more secret presents from the nice secret present man. 

The present man knows my name. He says hello Poopy when Craig opens the door. That is nice. I do not know his name. He did not tell me. Oh well. Maybe it is a secret. Ha. 

Tonight is Niamh's teach at the dance a lot place. She will be late tonight. I will wait at the watching window. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Ninety One

We had a big sing happy birthday party last night. With giant cheese pizzas. Ha.

Our giant Merry Christmas tree is so beautiful. It is not scary when it is all full of Merry Christmas decorations. There are nice dog decorations on our tree. Just for me. Ha. 

We sang the happy birthday song for Emmet and Niamh last night. I had a nice nap. After the secret presents were all opened.

This morning Zita got up way way early. Because of the lists. Importants lists. I do not know what lists. They all have to be finished today. Oh well.

Zita worked and worked on both the big computers. I watched. I was a very quiet dog. I got treats. Ha.

At lunch time Uncle Bill came over. To bring Emmet and Niamh their secret presents. That is nice. 

Uncle Bill went to Mister Nicastro's way smelly cheese store. He bought fat sandwiches so he and Craig would not starve to death. Ha.

Uncle Bill is having a just before Merry Christmas party. At his house. Everybody will go. Not me. I will stay here and guard the house and all the secret presents. And the Merry Christmas tree. It is an important job. I will get peanut butter treats. 

Zita could not have lunch. Zita had to go to the way small office. All the way downtown. Because of all the lists. Oh dear.

Craig wrapped lots of secret presents today. I helped. He is not a very good wrapper. He has to cut the ends off. Zita does not do that. It is known. 

Emmet is still studying for his remember everything exam. It is tomorrow. He and Uncle Bill had Irish tea for lunch.  

Craig and I played roll the ball. Just a little way. It is not a very fun game. Maybe his old shoulder is too sore to play throw the ball. I do not know.

We are going to get a movie of Niamh's beautiful dance. In the stick straight out dress. We can watch it on the television. In the den. That is good. I will see my friend Niamh on the television. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Ninety

I had another way busy day. 

It is Emmet's and Niamh's sing happy birthday day. All day. Happy birthday to them. It is known.

And today Niamh is the sugar fairy. In her way beautiful stick straight right out costume dress. It is a all day toe dance day for my friend Niamh.

Craig and Emmet and Zita went to the big stage for dancing place. They said Niamh was the way most beautiful dance. And the best. 

When it was all over she got lots of flowers. Everybody there sang the happy birthday song for Niamh. When all the music was over. That is nice.

I had to stay here. To guard our beautiful Merry Christmas tree. 

This morning Zita and I put up the giant Merry Christmas tree. After our toasts. It is very scary putting up a Merry Christmas tree. It is right to the top of the living room. 

All the chairs in the living room have to be moved. I do not like everything changing. I told them. Craig said it was all ok.  I hope so.

Last night Niamh and Emily and Cara made a you can eat it all up house.  And put decorations on it. 

Tonight  they will put all the beautiful lights on our Merry Christmas tree. And all the little decorations too. They are having the sing happy birthday party here tonight. So they can open their secret presents. 

I gave them a happy birthday cake. Craig told me. All made of ice cream. Ha. Good for me. 

Emmet does not have happy birthday cake. He has happy birthday lemon pies. From the way good make the bread store. 

Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Nine

To day is Niamh's special show everybody her beautiful dances day.

Craig and Zita went to the very big stage building. To watch Niamh dance.

I stayed home to guard the house. And Emmet. He is studying for another remember everything exam. He makes lots of Irish tea. So he can remember everything. 

Tomorrow is another special dance day. It is toe dance day.  She is the sugar fairy. All by herself. With the way beautiful costume. I saw it. Her special toe dance shoes got all fixed. That is good. 

Tomorrow will be a way busy day. It is Niamh's sing happy-birthday day. And Emmet's too. 

Craig and Zita got me a secret present to give to them. Just one present for both of them. Oh well. I do not know what it is. It is a secret present.

Uncle Bill called us on the telephone. He was in his kitchen. Making his own made sausages again. We are going to get some. Ha. Good for us. And his way special own made Irish cream in the big bottle. Just for Zita. Because it is nearly Saint Santa's day. It is known.

I do not eat sausages. They might make my tummy sick. Even Uncle Bill's special for friends only sausages. Oh well.

Zita in nearly finished her very long story for Mister Saint Paul's university. I am helping. By being very quiet when I have my nap on the comfy duvet.

Craig's hockey team won. He was surprised. Me too. He does not have way good teams. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Eight

Today all the nice newspaper people came to get all the newspapers. And the candies. To give to all their friends. That is good.

We got up way early today. Niamh had to go to her dance a lot school very early.

To practice a very special dance. The dance lady asked Niamh to be the special dancer.

Craig and I put the dishes away. From the make the dishes squeaky clean machine.

Then Zita and Craig and I had our toasts. With the new jam.

We watched all the cars get all confused at my corner. They honked their loud horns. At each other. And would not be polite. At all. No secret presents for them. It is known. Ha.

My friend Emmet got all out of his cosy bed before our toasts time. To do his remember everything studying. Oh dear.

Niamh was sad last night. Her toe dance shoes all broke. And some nasty people did not like one of her beautiful stories. That is not nice. Oh dear. Emmet went into her messy bedroom and talked to her for a long time. That is good.

Emmet will not chop the nasty people all up into way little pieces with one of the giant way old swords.

That is what big brothers do for their sisters. If someone makes them sad. It is known. Just to nasty people. Niamh asked him not to. Oh well.

I was going to be Emmet's way fierce helper. Oh well. Too bad for us. 

We had bagels for lunch. Niamh cooked hers too long. We had smoky bagels in the kitchen. Oh well. 

I do not like the push the snow all away machines. They are way to scary. They are too big. They might hit my beautiful house. Or squish our green bean garden. Oh dear. 

I bark at them. They do not stop. At all. That is not right. 

Craig says I am a big galoot. I do not know what a galoot is. It is a Scotsman word Craig says. I am not a Scotsman dog. He is just silly. And way old. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Seven

We had to move all the snow all away. I helped. I got in the gold big car and guarded the whole street. Zita had the big blue push the snow away shovel. 

It takes a long long time to move all the way too much snow. The little too noisy sidewalk machines put it all back. Zita does not like them. Me either.

Craig went to lunch with his all not retired friends. From where he used to work. He used to work for the nice Queen. Now he does not. He said the nice Queen does not mind. That is good. 

He was not here when the big truck came. Full of all our own newspapers. I did not bark at all. I know the nice men who make our newspapers. That is good.

This time all the nice people who give away our newspaper get candies. Because it is going to be Saint Santa's day very soon. Everybody gets presents then. Except if they are nasty. Or squirrels. Ha.

Saint Santa throws big pieces of coal at squirrels. Because they eat our beautiful flowers. Saint Santa likes beautiful flowers. It is known. 

Emmet slept in his comfy bed. Nearly all day. Last night his remember everything exam was way long. So he had a big sleep in. That is good. Then he had cinimmon buns for his breakfast. And tea. Ha. 

Emmet is going out to dinner with his friends from his nice university. I do not know where. 

He has more remember everything exams. Oh dear. He has a way big story to write for his dangerous people remember everything exam. 

Tonight is Niamh's stay until late at the dance a lot place night. I will wait for her to come home. 

Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Six

It is a lots of snow day. I go out to look all around and when I come in I am a soggy dog. Oh well.

Zita has to push all the snow away from our cars. So we are not all stuck. I cannot help. 

We had our toasts this morning. With jam. Good for us.

The awful squirrels ate a hole in our little garbage house. In the roof. We are going to fix it. I do not want squirrels in our little garbage house. It is right beside my gate. I hate squirrels. 

No secret presents came yesterday. Oh well. Squirrels do not get any secret presents. It is known. 

Zita and Craig got our giant Merry Christmas tree last night. That is good. We cannot bring it in the house until after Emmet and Niamh's sing happy birthday day. That is the rule. 

When Zita and Craig were gone out I guarded the house. Emmet studied for his remember everything exam. 

He comes up from the scary basement to make Irish tea and talk to me all about his remember everything exams. I am a way good listener. It is my job. Ha 

I am very happy when everybody comes home. My house is all right when everybody is all home. And I know where they all are. It is known.

My water dish got all dirty. I tried to clean it. It spilled all over the kitchen. Oh well. Zita cleaned it all up and made everything all dry again. I did not get in trouble. I got nice fresh water. Ha. That is good. 

Zita is going to drive Emmet to his nice university early. So he can get his tea and be all comfortable for his remember everything exam. 

I do not like the noisy push the snow off my side walk machines. At all. They are too noisy. Too many all flashing lights. I bark at them. They do not care. I do not think they like me. Too bad for them. Ha.

Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Five

A not so way busy day today.

Zita stayed at our house to call all the all over the place people for her work. She did not go way downtown to the very little office today. I helped.

It is not so cold today. That is good.

Craig and I played roll the ball twice. It is not a very good game. Oh well.

We had toast and brand new jam for breakfast this morning. Good for us

Emmet is all the time studying for the remember everything exam tomorrow. Oh dear. 

He has to drink a lot of Irish tea. So all the stories stay in his head. It is known.

Zita finished her not so long story for her nice university. She said it was long enough. 

Zita does not have to go to her new university tonight. Zita's stay until way late night at Mister Saint Paul's university is all over until way after Merry Christmas time. That is good. 

Niamh is way busy. She had rocks in her tummy this morning she said. She should not eat rocks. I get in trouble when I chew on rocks. It is known.

She has to teach all the little dancers at dance a lot tonight. Oh dear.

Last night she brought home all her way beautiful costumes. For her special dance a lot night. She tried them all on for me. They are beautiful. It is known.

Craig and Zita are going to get the Merry Christmas tree tonight. Again.

I will guard Emmet. He is busy with his studying for the remember everything exam. Oh dear.

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Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Four

It is a way cold day.

Zita and I had to bring Niamh her special plastic get on the smelly bus money. With her picture on it. In the gold big car. Ha.

She forgot it. In her messy everything on the floor bedroom. Ha.

When we got there Niamh was nealy a Niamhcicle. Oh dear. She stayed in the nice warm gold car. Until the smelly bus got there.

Zita and I came home and had toasts and jam with Craig. Craig and Zita had their too much coffees too. I do not have coffees. 

Zita and Emmet were still writing their big just for university stories all morning. I was very quiet.

Craig and I wrapped lots of secret presents this morning. For the postman to take far away. We wrapped the secret presents for my cheese party friends. That is good.

They always send me presents. Because they do not have their own nice dog.

When Niamh got home last night she brought Zita and Craig and Emmet special new city treats to eat. They did not have any special treats for very nice dogs like me. Oh well.

Niamh had a way fun time in the giant new city. People took her picture. On the street

She said there were lots of very silly people in the giant new city. I should go with her next time. To keep the silly people far away from my friend Niamh. Ha.

She bought lots of clothes for nearly no money at all. That is good. With American money. Their money has only one colour. All of it. That is silly.

Our money has a beautiful Queen on it. Ha. Because we have a Queen. She has lots of dogs. Little dogs. Ha. Good for us.

Craig and Zita went to the not for very much money breakfast store. To get the Merry Christmas tree. They have to go back tomorrow. 

They did not have any nice way tall trees today. We always have as tall as can be Merry Christmas trees. Because we have lots of beautiful things to put on it. It is known. 

Tonight is Emmet's last very dangerous people class. Before the remember everything exam. It is Emmet's most favourite class. Ha.

The present man came. We got more secret presents. For Saint Santa's Merry Christmas Day. 

Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Three

Craig forgot to give me my dinner last night. Before they went out to the tasty pizza restraurent. Oh dear. 

I had to guard the whole house. All by myself. For a long time. With no dinner. It is hard to be a good house guard with a noisy tummy. It is known.

The big box with my nice food is right beside my cosy comfy kitchen bed. Oh dear. I could see it all nice and tasty. Too bad for me.

I did not starve into just nothing. That is good. 

When Zita and Emmet and Craig got home they still forgot. Then Zita asked Craig if I had my dinner. Oh dear they all said. I got my nice dinner. It was way late at night. Oh dear.

Craig said I should not leave a tip at this restraurent because the service is too slow. People are very silly. It is known.

Tonight my friend Niamh will get home from the new city. On the big bus. With all her dance a lot friends. That is good. It is way too quiet when Niamh is not here. 

Just people writing and writing. With no too much noise. You cannot not write way good stories with too much noise. Emmet told me. And Zita too. 

I am a very quiet dog. That is why I am a big help. Except when I bark too much. And get in trouble. Oh well.

I had to dig the big duvet off Craig this morning. He had a too long sleep in. He had to get up. We had to play roll the ball. Before coffees and toasts. Ha.

We had own made pancakes for lunch today.  And bacon. I got a little piece of bacon. It fell onto the floor. Saint Newton did it for me. It is known. 

I cannot play catch the ball until my sore leg is all nice and better. Rolling the ball is not a very good game. Craig does not like it a lot either. Too bad for us. Oh well.  

Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Two

It is another way too quiet day. 

There is no too loud music in the bathroom. No all the time telephone ringing. No dance a lot ladies all eating cookies in my kitchen. My friend Niamh is still away in the big new city. Too bad for us.

Craig did not go to his old friends breakfast. Because of the too slippery rain. All over our streets. 

He would go out and just slide slide slide into the empty pond. And be stuck. Too bad for him. They do not have do not get stuck in the snow tires for the go fast chair. Oh well.

He just stayed in bed until late. I had to get up on the bed to wake him all up. Ha.

We did not have toasts for breakfast. It was too late. Too bad for me. 

Craig and I had a dessert croissant last night. Before bed time. I got croissant ends. They are all crunchy. I like the crunchy bits of things. It is known.

Everybody is writing lots and lots. Emmet is still making his dangerous people story all finished. Zita is writing a big big story for her Mister Saint Paul's university. I am helping. On my cosy duvet. 

Craig still has not found the nasty person in long long ago England. In the church. It is because he only has a cat to help him. Cats cannot help catch nasty people. They sleep too much. Ha. Too bad for him.

Craig and Zita and Emmet are going to the nice pizza restraurent tonight. For the special too much cheese pizza dinner. They will take Craig's mother too. 

I will stay here and guard the house. With peanut butter treats. Good for me. 

Day Eight Hundred and Eighty One

We had a very quiet day. No dancing music last night. Niamh is gone away to the big new city. She did not sleep in her comfy bed last night. 

She is in a nice hotel. With all her dance a lot friends. She is going to see famous toe dancing people tonight. On a giant stage. With lots of lights. Niamh says there are lots and lots of lights in the new city. I do not know why. 

She sent us pictures of very silly pictures of soft clocks. In a way famous museum. No nice pictures of brave dogs. Oh well.

Mister Kyle came to put a wheel on my gate. So it is easy for Craig. When we have way too much snow.

Zita went secret present shopping with Doctor Susan last night. After they went to a too many chips restraurent. I had to wait up for her. At my watching window.

Craig had a bath last night. I do not like it when he has baths. He does not smell like Craig. He just smells like clean. That is not a nice I know who you are smell. It is known. 

Today was Emmet's last all about why people are people class. Now there are all the remember everything exams. All before the Saint Santa's Christmas times. Oh dear. 

We do not have our giant Christmas tree yet. 

We cannot put the giant tree in the house until after Niamh's and Emmet's sing happy birthday day. Or have Merry Christmas music on the music machines. It is the rule. I do not know why it is a rule. Nobody told me. Oh well.

We got more secret presents today. Because it is getting near to Merry Christmas time.  

My family loves Merry Christmas time. It is known.  Me too. Ha 

Day Eight Hundred and Eighty

We had to get all awake in the middle of the night. To take Niamh to the go to the far away city bus. With all her dance a lot friends. I did not go.

When Zita came home we went back to our cosy beds. It was still black night out. We had a sleep in. I did not have my breakfast until late. Like Sundays. Ha.

Last night there was a man on my street. I think he was a nasty man. So I was very fierce. Zita said I was a very smart dog. That is true.

Zita saw the man and thought he was not all right too. Ha. Too bad for him. He went away. I got treats.

I was a big help today. I went in the the car to do errands. I stayed in the car. To guard it. Ha.

Emmet is writing and writing. He is writing his dangerous people story. For his late at night university class. At his nice university. 

Our great Uncle Joe is in the story.

Emmet said it is a very interesting story. He will read it to me when he is all finished. 

I did not know we had dangerous people in our family. Emmet said it was a long time ago. And in way far away Ireland. When there were lots of dangerous people all over. Oh well.

We had more snow. Not way too much snow. Just we have to shovel the snow today snow. 

Professor Jill made a big bag of secret presents for us. We will give them to our friends. Zita gave her real money.

Professor Jill gives the money to help poor dogs who do not have nice homes. Or nice treats.That is good. Saint Newton will help them too. That is good.

Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Nine

We had snow last night. The fall straight down from heaven kind of snow. Not the nasty blow all around in your eyes snow.

The silly bunny rabbit came back. I saw it. In the snow. It should live in the forest. With all the other bunnies. Not my front yard. 

We did not have toasts today. Craig only had his too much coffee. Oh well.

Zita had to move the snow this morning. I could not help. Because I might slip on the slippery snow. You have to be careful when you are not all right. Craig says he is always careful. That is good.

I went out in my side yard for a long time. In the snow. Craig and I played roll the ball. That is nice. 

I was a bit soggy when I came in. I have nice towels to make me all nice and dry. You cannot go in the living room if you are soggy. Only the kitchen. 

Tomorrow Niamh and her friends from the dance a lot school are going on the very big bus. To New York. Way way early in the morning. When it is still dark. Oh dear. I will have to get up too. She will give me big hugs before she goes. Because we are in the very same family. Emmet will not get up. Ha. 

Zita will drive her to the where the big bus lives. I will not go. 

Emmet is playing his very new game on his new very fast computer. He told me there are lots of fierce dragons in this game. I would not like dragons. They are very dangerous. Not like nice elephants. It is known. 

Tonight is an everybody have dinner all together. That is good. Then I know where everybody is. That is good. 

Craig and I had a croissant for lunch. I had the end bits. I like croissants. A lot. I got carrot treats today. For not jumping up on the watching window. Most of the time. 

Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Eight

Last night when Zita got home. Late late from downtown. We had no tasty bread for dinner. To dip in the soup. Zita and I had to go in the car. To get the tasty bread so Craig and Zita and Niamh would not starve. I guarded the car. 

Sometimes nasty people steal cars. I was a very fierce guard. I was a big help. Zita told me. That is good.

I go for little car rides everyday. Instead of our nice walks. Oh well.

I did not have my breakfast until late. I got forgotten. Oh dear. That is not nice. It was not so late. I did not starve. 

Emmet's brand new computer is ready. It is for his birthday. It is not a secret present. Craig's mother got it for him. Because it is a special birthday. Ha.

We got a surprise secret present late last night. That is good. I do not know what it is. Because it is secret. It is known.

Tonight is Zita's stay at her university until late night. Craig and Niamh and Emmet will have to have dinner all by themselves. I will guard them. 

Niamh has dance a lot tonight. It is a toe dance night. She is the most beautiful fairy in the whole world. She is all made of sugar. For her special all by herself toe dance. 

I saw my friend Jamie and Professor Jill from my watching window. I could not go for a walk with them. Oh dear. I was a bit sad. 

Craig got me a lettuce treat. I was still sad. I had a nap. Oh dear. 

After university time Zita and Emmet got his new very very fast computer. Even before his birthday. Ha. His old computer is too slow. Like Craig. Too bad for them. 

I will guard everybody tonight. When Zita is at Mister Saint Paul's university. Until late. 

Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Seven

We had a busy day. Mondays are busy days.

Craig had to take Niamh to the fix sore bodies lady's store. To fix her all up.

Sometimes she fixes Craig's sore shoulders. He says she is very fierce. She is one of Zita's go to a nice hotel and buy presents friends. 

She put special tape on Niamh. Now Niamh is just like a secret present. Ha.

Zita had to go to the way small office way downtown. For important meetings. All day.

I stayed here to guard the house. And fast asleep Emmet. Ha.

We did not have any crunchy toasts today. Everybody was not here. Only me. And fast asleep Emmet.   Oh well.

We did not get any new secret presents today. I watched all day out my big watching window. The big brown truck was on my corner. It did not visit us. Oh well.

We had peanut butter and honey sandwiches for our lunch. When Craig got home. I like peanut butter.

I got lettuce treats for not jumping up on the window.

Tonight is Emmet's way dangerous people class. And Niamh's be a helper teacher night at her dance a lot place. It is a busy day.

Emmet makes his very own dinner on Monday. All by himself. I do not help him. I only eat. I do not cook. It is known.