Tuesday 31 March 2015

Day One Thousand

The make the streets clean noisy machines came to my street today. That is good. No more stones in my feet. Ha,

We had to get up out of bed early today. Niamh has a special dance a lot practice early in the mornings. Sometimes.

Zita's car only had one eye to see with. At night. She took it to Mister Paul's fix it all up store. That is good. 

I went with her. In the gold big car. All the way to the store. On our busy street. And we had a nice walk home. I was a big help today. 

She had to go way downtown to her way too small office. 

Craig took Emmet to his nice university. 

When he came home he had another go round and round music machine. For Niamh. I do not know where he got it. Oh well.

Emmet has to read for all his remember everything exams. Niamh too. 

Craig just reads books about scary Vikings. Ha.

Craig has a sick tummy today. He went to his cosy bed. In the middle of the afternoon. Oh dear. I will keep him all toasty wam. So he will be all better. It is my job.

There were squirrels in my tree yesterday. That is not right. I hate squirrels. Squirrels always get me in trouble. It is known. 






Sunday 29 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Ninety Nine

We only had rain today. No snow for us today. That is good.

I was a soggy dog when I got home from my nice walk this morning. Oh well.

Zita and Craig and Emmet watched a way scary movie last night. In the den. On the not for Poppy new nice sofa. Oh well.

There was a dragon. That burned up a nice little city. The man killed it with a special arrow. That is good. You should not burn things all up. It is known.

The was a Scotsman riding a giant pig. The pig had its own armour. It was very brave. And there was a giant moose. It was a very loud movie.

I did not watch all of it. There were way too scary giants. And nasty big bats. The eagles ate them. Ha.

I had a nice nap. On my rug at the back door. 

Craig had to fix another music machine. For Niamh. It was an old go round and round machine. He fixed it. All up. He might get a different one that is easy for Niamh to use. All by herself.

It is Emmet's go to his university until late night. He finished his long dangerous train story. Sometimes poor horses had to pull those silly trains. Because they would just all fall over. And crash. Ha. 

Horses are very big. And smelly. I saw them. Sometimes they are on my street. In the summer. It is known.

Craig is still a Viking. He is going to save his sister. From the nasty Vikings. With his sword. And some dangerous friends. That is good. Everybody should have some dangerous friends. It is known.

Like Zita's uncle Joe. He is in the stories about way far away Ireland. About the dangerous times. And his friend Mister Michel. They died. Oh dear. It was a long time ago. 

Niamh is making some way beautitiful flowers at the beautiful flower store. For people to buy. With real money. Good for her. 

It is not her real money. It is the beautiful flower store money. Oh well. 

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


Day Nine Hundred and Ninety Eight

It was not so cold today. The snow is all melting. That is good. 

When the snow is all soft and wet I get all soggy dirty. I have to have a bath after my walks. I am tired of baths. 

I got Niamh all awake today. Ha. I like to get Niamh all awake. I jump right up on her bed. And dig the covers all off. Then I sit on her. Good for me.

We had own made pancakes today. Because it is Sunday. And bacons.

Craig and Zita made Emmet's and Niamh's stories all pretty. After lunchtime. 

This afternoon Craig and Niamh went to the old music machines store. They took one of our old music machine from the scary basement to get all fixed. That is good. Now the dinning room table is not all covered with music machines. 

Craig's hockey team lost last night. Oh well. 

Niamh and Emily and Cara went to the too many chips restraurent last night. They had too many chips. And fat hamburgers. That is good. 

Craig and Zita brought home the lots of extra food from the nice restaurant. For not peanut butter sandwiches tomorrow. 

Emmet had his nice pasta. He did not go out to for his dinner. He gave me special cheese in my own dinner bowl. That is nice. Good for me.

I guarded Emmet last night. I saw he had his giant knight's sword. So he could help me. I did not need any help. That is good.

Niamh took me for my nice walk this afternoon. I got soggy all again. I had to have a little bath. Oh dear. 





Saturday 28 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Ninety Seven

Craig did not go to his breakfast today. It is a way too cold day. That is not right. Way too cold should be all over. It is known. 

Zita went to breakfast with her friend. To talk all about the way too small office. Because they have to have important meetings. Very soon. With lots of new rascal ladies. 

Niamh and Emmet had a nice sleep in. Until way late. Ha.

Craig had lots and lots of old music machines all on the dinning room table. He fixed one all up. Not the others. They have to go to the fix it store. Too bad for him. 

Zita has to make Emmet's very dangerous railway stories all pretty. 

Niamh and Emmet are writing all day long. Long long stories for school. Emmet drinks lots of Irish tea. Niamh has big big bowls of tasty ice cream. Ha. 

Craig and Zita are going to a table sheets restraurent tonight. For tastey food. And desserts. I allways get desserts before I go to bed. After my peanut butter treat. Good for me.

They are going to take Craig's mother too. Emmet and Niamh are all busy with their friends. They cannot go. Too bad for them. 

I will guard the house. And have peanut butter treats.  Maybe I will have a nice nap. On my comfy bed.

I will not watch the hockey game. Ha. 

Friday 27 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Ninety Six

Craig is very sad today. Oh dear. When we got up there was more too much snow. Again. Oh well.

Zita and I had a nice long walk. I had to wear the awfull nose collar. Too bad for me.

Niamh came home last night after her special dance day. 

She had all her beautiful just for dance makeup on. I knew her. She still smelled Niamh. 

All her hair was all tied up. Way small. For her toe dance. And her eyes were way too black. Oh dear. 

Niamh said that her dance was not so bad. That is good. 

She has to go back today. Way downtown to the special dance building. And dance again. 

I still cannot go. Too bad for me. Craig cannot go either. The go fast chair cannot go up the lots of stairs. Too bad for him.

Zita will go to see the dance tonight. 

Craig took Emmet to his nice university. For his all about way old people class. It is not so interesting now. No more all about magic stories. Too bad for Emmet. 

Nice Mister Martin brought more for free tickets. To the hockey game. From his very big newspaper. 

Mister Martin is a very nice man. Sometimes he lives at Mister Bill's house. I forgot and barked at him. He did not mind. He knows I am a nice dog. That is good. 

Craig has to change the music machines in the den. So Niamh can have her own too loud music. Oh dear. Everything has to be moved. And moved. 

Sometimes the music machines do not work so well. Too bad for him.


Thursday 26 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Ninety Five

I was so soggy this morning I had to have a real bath. Then the bathtub was all full of nasty stones. Oh dear. 

The noisy make the streets all neat and tidy machines should come and take away all the stones. It is known.

Zita was way way busy with lots of pieces of paper from the rascal ladies. All over the dinning room table.

Zita does not like all the little pieces of paper. At all. Oh well.

Craig is still a lost Viking. He did not find a nice new dog yet. Too bad for him.

Craig took Emmet to his nice university. For his way old church stories class. He has a remember everything thing exam all about the way old churches. I do not like exams. 

When I was very little I had a good listening exam. I did not get a prize. Oh dear. Zita said it was ok. 

I tried to listen. But there were lots of other dogs running all around. Oh well. I do not like exams. I like watching out my window. With all my family. At home with me. And frozen peas.

I am a good listener. Sometimes I forget. Oh well. 

Niamh is away downtown today. For a special dance a lot day. She said it was not a way good dance. She does not want me to go. She said I would be sad to see a not so good dance. Oh dear. 

We watched a very old lady detective last night. They found a dead person in her friend's house. Oh dear. 

They did not have a brave dog. I would not let a dead person in our cosy house. It is known.

Wednesday 25 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Ninety Four

It is not so cold today.

I do not like the nose collar. When I have to wear it everybody knows I was not a good listener. 

Sometimes I pull to much. Even with the choke me to death collar on. Oh dear. Too bad for me. Oh dear. 

I had a quiet day. 

We had visitors. Uncle Bill and Mister Bill. We know lots of Bills. They are our friends. I did not bark. Even once.  

They had to talk to Craig all about their music machines. Oh dear. They were all broken. Oh dear. 

Niamh wants her own music machines. For her own room. We have lots in the scary basement. That is good.

One of little doors in the kitchen fell on me. A while ago. They are very scary. I am a bit afraid of them now. 

Craig said that is ok. He said I am very brave when I should be. And fierce. That is true. 

Craig is not very brave with spiders. I am not afraid of spiders at all. Ha. Good for me. 

I help Zita catch them. And noisy flys. In the summer time. I am good at that. It is known.

Emmet's is nearly all finished his long story all about the very dangerous Russian trains. He went for a nice walk. To rest his brain. 

Brains get tired when you are writing lots and lots. That is why you have to drink irish tea when you are at your university. It is known.

Zita when to the way too small office today. To throw things out. For the garbage men. Zita is good at throwing things out. Not me. Ha. 


Tuesday 24 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Ninety Three

It is not so way too cold today. We can see the bright shiny sun. That is good. 

Zita and I went for a quiet walk. I had to wear my awfull nose collar. It makes me embarrassed. 

We did not see anything on our walk. That is good.

Craig drove Niamh and Emmet to their schools today. 

Craig stayed at the nice university so he could bring Emmet home from is way old church people class. 

I had to guard the house all by myself. I am a good guarder. Craig told me. 

At lunch time Zita had to go to an important meeting. With the rascal ladies. The nasty cold has still caught her. But not so much today. 

Craig is still a Viking. He now has a little boat. He stole it from the nasty Vikings. 

The king of the nasty Vikings killed all his friends. And his dogs. Oh dear. This is not a good book. 

Good books have brave Knights with brave dogs saving people from nasty people. Or nice policemen who have friends with nice restaurents and make tasty cheese. Those are nice books. It is known.

Niamh is teaching all new people. Until late. No tasty dinner with us. Again. Too bad for her. 

I had to wear my nose collar again. This afternoon. I hid in the hall. I went anyway. So Zita did not have to go on a nice walk just all by herself. Too bad for me. 

Zita said I was perfect on my walk. Except for the nasty stones. I had to have a little bath. Ha. Good for me.


Monday 23 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Ninety Two

It is a way way too cold day. 

Zita and I waited until after lunch to go for our nice little walk. I am tired of the way too cold. It is known.

Emmet and I watched out my window last night. That is nice.

Craig is a Viking again. He is hiding in the forest from nasty Vikings. They killed all his own family. Oh dear. They will be sorry. 

Craig says that is why books are so nice. Because the nasty people always get caught. Or chopped all up into pieces by nice Vikings. Ha. 

Tonight is Emmet's all about the way old Russians. And their trains that fall over. And crash. Oh dear. 

Emmet will make lots of pasta for his dinner. With lots of cheese on top. It is his very favourite. It is known.

Zita will drive him to his nice university. Because of the too much cold. 

Zita still is all full up with the cold that caught her. She stayed at our cosy house to work today. That is good. 

I had to wear my nose collar today. Because of my too much pulling. I hate the nose collar. It makes me a sad dog. Oh dear. Too bad for me. 

Craig and Zita and I will have a nice dinner. All by ourselves. Niamh is teaching dance a lot tonight.

Good for us.

Sunday 22 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Ninety One

It is a way too cold day. 

Last night we watched a nice movie all about a nice detective. In way far away England. He catches nasty people. 

He has his very own church. It is a not so very big church. He does not have a nice dog to help him. So I had a nice nap on the comfy rug in the den. 

Craig's hockey team won again. He was happy. Me too.

We went to our nice beds very early. Everybody was way tired. And Zita's cold is still catching her. I slept on her feet. Good for me.

Uncle Bill came for a nice visit. To drink his tea and eat own made scones. He hurt his feet. In his brand new shoes. He walked all the way home. He had holes in his feet. Too bad for him.

Emmet went for a walk. Just a little walk. Because of the way too cold. He did not hurt his feet. That is good.

Emmet is going to learn how to speak Roman. At his nice university. So he can read the way way old books. That is good. 

If he can speak Roman he can be Pope. With red shoes. Ha. 

Niamh is learning how to be a better dance a lot teacher. All day. That is good.

Niamh and I went for a little walk. It is too slippy outside. I had to have a bath. Because of the all the stones. That hurt my feet.

I am having a very nice quiet day. With everybody all home. That is right. I am very happy today. Good for me.

Saturday 21 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Ninety

We had more too much snow last night. Oh dear. That is not right.

We did not pay roll the ball. Because of the too much snow. Oh well.

Everybody came home. Today. 

Craig drove to the the aeroport. He found Zita and Niamh. And brought them all safe back to our house. 

I was very very happy. I ran all over the house. Ha. Good for me. 

Niamh had a sick tummy on the aeroplane. Oh dear. 

I have special tummy medicine. From my nice doctor. So I do not get a sick tummy. 

Niamh should have some aeroplane tummy medicine. It is known. 

Zita found a cold nose in the big new city. Oh dear. 

I will sleep on her feet tonight. To keep her all comfy warm. To make her all better. It is my job.




Friday 20 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Eighty Nine

I had a very long day guarding the house. 

We got up and played roll the ball. Before my breakfast. Ha.

Today is Emmet's all day at his nice university day. Craig drove him and brought him home all safe.

I had to guard the house all by myself. It is not so hard in the daytime. My comfy bed was in the kitchen. 

After the nice university Craig and Emmet went to the special delicious bread store. Emmet got his favourite cookies. And some of the way heavy best toasts bread. For toasts tomorrow.

Craig put the make sandwiches sliding tabe all back together. All fixed. That is good. 

We could not have toasts this morning. There was no sliding table. We had croissants instead. Good for me.

Craig and Emmet are going to have cheese and bread tonight. Long long French bread. I love cheese. Ha. 

Zita and Niamh are still away. Craig showed me a picture. Niamh whith lots of giant elephants. I like elephants. 

The Punics had very fierce elephants a long long long time ago. Mountain climbing elephants. Emmet told me all the way old stories. 

Niamh's elephants were not real elephants. Just statues. In a big big museum. With dinosaurs too. Dinosaurs are very scary. They are all gone. Ha. Too bad for them. 

It is not so cosy in our house when Zita and Niamh are not here. The big bed to too empty. Not enough feet for nice pillows. Too bad for me. Oh dear.

Thursday 19 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Eighty Eight

It is not a very quiet day.

We had our toasts. Craig had his too much coffe.

Squirrels came to my patio. Where we took away all the snow. There were two squirrels. They ran up my beautiful trees. 

I barked a lot at them. I woke poor Emmet up. Oh dear. I got in trouble. Oh well.

Craig had to fix the make your tasty sandwiches slide out table. It was nearly all falling apart. 

Craig took it all apart in pieces. On the dinning room table. He got all the tools from the great big all your tools chest. With all the drawers. 

He had to make lots of noise to fix it all back together. It is hard to have a nice nap in my comy bed in the kitchen when it is all noisy. I went into the bedroom with the big bed. With all the pillows. 

Craig and Emmet went to my Doctors after Emmet's nice university time. To get my don't have a sick tummy medice. That is nice. 

Craig and Emmet are going to a too many chips restraurent tonight. 

They cannot use the big dinning table. It is covered in way too sharp tools. And the sandwich table all glueing back together. We cannot move it until it is all done gluing. Ha.

Zita and Niamh are still not in their cosy beds. I saw a picture of my friend Niamh in a giant comfy bed. Oh dear. I like big comfy beds. Too bad for me.

They are going visiting people in the big New City. I do not know why. 

When they are not here it is way too quiet. Craig put the noisy hammer away. That is good.

Craig and I played roll the ball a lot today. That is good. I think he does not remember how to throw the ball. Because he is old. Oh dear. Too bad for me.

Craig's scary Vikings program is on the television tonight. In the den. They are very fierce Vikings. I do not watch it. 

I just like programs with nice policemen with brave dogs catching nasty people. In way far away places. With soft music. Not way too loud scary music. It is known. 

Wednesday 18 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Eighty Seven

My house is way too quiet today. 

Zita and Niamh are not here at all. They are all away in the big New City. The phone does not make any loud noise when only Craig and Emmet are here. Oh well. 

Craig did not fall out of his comfy bed last night. I was there. Right beside him. Ha. I am a good guarding dog. It is known. 

Craig and I had lots of fast toasts today. That is good. And too much coffee. 

Zita and Niamh sent me pictures. It is very bright in the New City. Even in the middle of the night. They had their dinner in the middle of the night. In the very too bright square. Ha. 

Yesterday before Zita and Niamh got on the big noisy aeroplane Emmet had a nice talk with his way old church people professor.

All about what nice university he should go to next. Maybe he should stay here she said. Because of all the other professors who like way old churches. 

I would like that. If Emmet was not here who would dance with me. Oh dear. 

There is a big church down my street. I can see it on our nice walks. It is not so old. 

Emmet would go to only way way old churches. All fallen down churches. The not fallen down ones are not so interesting. To my friend Emmet. Oh well.

It is a not so warm day out side. We only played roll the ball a bit. Craig will get all too cold and fall over all frozen. Oh well.

We got more pictures of Niamh in way expensive stores. Niamh does not like to spend her own real money. She did not buy anything. Just nice presents for me. Ha.

Zita and Niamh and Ashley are going out for dinner. Tonight. To a nice restaurant. With waiters with no names. And table sheets. With lots of shiny plates on the tables. 

Craig is going to cook dinner at our house. Oh dear. 

No way too toasty sandwiches tonight. Just little potatoes and the special thick tasty bacon. Maybe. Ha. He is a not so good cook. Not like Uncle Bill. 

We had used pizza for our lunch.



Tuesday 17 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Eighty Six

Oh dear. Today is the day that Zita and Niamh go away. For lots of nights. On an aeroplane. To sleep in a nice hotel. Without me. Oh dear.

How will Zita sleep without me to keep her feet all warm. Oh dear. Who will get Niamh all awake in the morning. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

They do not have nice dogs like me in far away hotels. Just big televisions. And little soaps. 

I will have to take care of Craig and Emmet all by myself. Oh dear. They will not eat the vegetables. No bean treats for me. Oh dear.

Niamh has to teach all day at the dance a lot place. She said she was all better. I do not think that is true. She has medicine to take for her ears. Aeroplanes hurt your ears. It is known.

I do not like it when I see the big red bags. People put all the nice clothes in them. And go away. Without me. Their very own best dog. That is not nice.

Dogs have to go in big nasty boxes on aeroplanes. Not with their own nice people. That is not right. Oh well.

Zita said I was in charge. Craig and Emmet will not listen. They are not good listeners. They will not go to bed at a nice time. 

I will have to wait for my dessert until late. Oh well.

I will sleep at the top of the big bed. So Craig will not fall out of bed. In the middle of the night. I will sleep on the comfy pillows. Until I get way too hot. Then I will sleep on my comfy bed. Ha.

Craig and Emmet phoned Mister Tony. When he came home from the airport. He was alone. No Zita. No Niamh. Oh dear. 

Mister Tony gave us a nice pizza. Ha. 




Monday 16 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Eighty Four

Niamh had a sick nose last night. She went to bed all fast asleep before our dinner time. Oh dear.

She got up even after my breakfast. She had her door closed. I could not go in to make her feel all better. Oh dear. That is not right. It is my job. 

Zita had to come home from the Rascal store. Her little computer got sick. Craig fixed it. It was not sick he said. It was a bit confused. Because it is a bit old. Just like Craig and Uncle Bill. 

Uncle Bill came over. For lunch with Craig and Emmet. He brought way big tasty sandwiches. From nice Mister Nicasto's way smelly store. Emmet had a chocolate croissant. It is his favourite. And irish tea.

Tomorrow is everybody pretend to be a green Irishman day. Zita thinks it is silly. She says in way far away Ireland if you eat anything all green you will get sick and die. Except vegetables. Ha. 

That is good. I get green bean treats. From our own beautiful garden. In the nice summer. 

I do not have to pretend to be an Irish dog. I am a nice French dog. 

I saw an Irish dog. At Doctor Smith's nice hospital. It was a giant dog. Too big for way far away Ireland. Ireland is not so big. It would not fit. Ha. 

Dogs do not have to be anything. We are happy because we are dogs. People are silly.

Zita and Niamh are going on an aeroplane tomorrow. Oh dear. Aeroplanes are very noisy. And scary. The are going to the big New City. 

They are going to meet Doctor Susan's daughter there. To see all the way too expensive stores. And maybe a special dance show. With beautiful dancers. Just like my friend Niamh. 

Tonight his Emmet's way old Russians night. At his nice university. He made pasta for his dinnertime. Just pastas. Not tasty tortilinis. With extra cheese for me. Oh well. 

Sunday 15 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Eighty Three

We had more too much snow last night. Oh dear. That is not right. It is time for all the snow to go away. Not be more. 

We had another sleep in late today. 

Zita and I went for a walk. In the too much snow. 

I had snow balls all over me. I had to wait in the kitchen with Craig. So I would be all nice and dry. Craig made the too much coffe.

We watched the live in way far away England policeman on television last night. He does not have a dog. Oh well. 

I had a nap on the comfy rug. I cannot get on the new comfy not for Poppy sofa. Oh well. Even when I ask. That is not nice. It is known.

Craig and Zita went to the little pieces of wall store. Again. To try more little pieces. I do not know why. 

I guarded the house. And Emmet.

Emmet is busy remembering all the books he read for his way long story. It is a long list. Ha. 

Niamh has to wash all her way too many clothes. Ha. She got her hair cut at the make me beautiful store. It is only long long now. 

Craig had a sick tummy. He will not have a nice nap. How can I make him all better if he is not all tucked up tight in his bed. Where I can keep his feet all toasty warm. People are silly.

I get a sick tummy if I eat too much snow. Oh well. Craig does not eat too much snow. Just too many cookies. 


Saturday 14 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Eighty Two

We had a sleep in until way late today. Until after breakfast. 

Craig got up first. Ha. He made me my delicious breakfast. Late. Oh well. 

His hockey team won again last night. Ha. He was happy.

Zita and I did not go for a nice walk this morning. It is not so nice today. It is the freezy slippy fall down and get hurt rain. We do not go for nice walks when it is like that. Oh well.

Niamh went to the make me beautiful store today. Because she is going the the big New City next week. 

Everybody but Emmet has had a nice hair cut. Even me. Too bad for him. 

Emmet has lots and lots and lots to read. He has to make irish tea so he can remember all the very long words. And strawberries. 

Zita has to go to the busy street to give the nice stores the newspapers. So all their friends can have one. Sometimes I visit the nice stores. I get treats. 

In the summer I visit nice Mister Nicastro's way smelly store. It is my favourite. 

I get bits of tasty bagels from nice Mister Kettlemans store. When I visit. 

Zita's and I had a very soggy walk after lunch. Oh well. I had stones stuck to my tummy. Oh dear. I had a big bath and had to stay in the kitchen until I was nice and dry. 

I looked out my watching window this afternoon. Everybody in the park was falling down. Even the dogs. Oh dear.

Zita brought home some cross buns. That is silly. Buns are not cross. They are tasty. She got Emmet his very very favourite lemon cookie. From the make the way heavy delicious bread store. 

I do not eat lemon cookies. Or cross buns. Too bad for me.  




Friday 13 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Eighty One

UWe had more too much snow today. That is not right. The time is all over for too much snow. Oh well.

Niamh told the dance a lot place she is not going to be the star in the big special toe dance night. 

She is tired of being the way special toe dancer. She has way too many other special dancing nights. 

She likes the fast dancing more. Or the jump all around dancing. The not so many rules dancing. With all the loud music. 

Craig says she is way too busy. Oh well. Sometimes she does not even have time to have nice naps with me. Oh well. 

Zita is way busy too with all our nice newspapers and all the rascal ladies. 

Zita and Niamh are going to the way big New City. For lots of nights. In a way nice hotel. I do not know why. Maybe to buy me secret presents. I always get presents when Zita or Niamh go away. 

Craig and Emmet do not go away. They stay here so I can take care of them. 

I will have to guard Craig and Emmet and our beautiful house. I will be the only lady here. Oh dear.

They will only eat pasta and Nice Mister Tony's pizza. And go to too many chip restraurents. 

I will not starve to death. We got more of my tasty food. In the giant bag. Ha. Good for me.

Niamh made a beautiful bowl of flowers. She made them at her very nice practice job. At the beautiful flower store. Emmet and Zita brought them home. Because it was very big. It is just for us. Ha. Good for us. 

Emmet was at his nice university all day. To learn all about the mountain people. Not about their way way old Gods anymore. Just about them. It is not so interesting Emmet said. Oh well. 

I went out and ate a big bunch of snow. And had a sick tummy. Oh dear. 

I was a silly dog. Zita said so. Too bad for me. Oh well.

I was not the best dog in the world today. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow. 





Thursday 12 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Eighty

It is my way busy day today.

Zita drove Niamh to the beautiful flower store. Then we went for a nice walk. 

I was such a way good listener that I got cheese treats. And then more cheese in my breakfast. Zita said I was the best dog in the world. Good for me. 

It is our newspapers day. We have to move all our cars. Zita always asks me to help. Because I am the best move the car helper in the world. Good for me.

Then I got to stay in the car to guard it. It is my favourite day. I am very good at car guarding. It is known.

The big bring all our newspapers truck came. To our house. I remembered all the nice men. I did not bark at all. Ha.

Craig brought Emmet back from his way old church book stories class. It was a sad class. 

They told my friend Emmet that dogs cannot be Saints. Or beautitiful way old trees. Not even way nice dogs. Like me. That is not right. 

What about Saint Bernards? Ha. 

I think they are not good teachers in that class. Too bad for them. Oh dear. 

Professor Jill knows that dogs can be Saints. Ha. I am going to tell Saint Newton. Tonight when everyone is all fast asleep. Ha.

Emmet is nearly all finished his big way old church books story. Craig and Zita read it last night to make it sound beautiful. 

Craig used to write stories for rascals. You have to make them all way beautiful or people will not listen to them. At all. Or believe them. Ha. 

I had a nice walk this afternoon. I did not have to have my choke me to death collar on. I promised not to be a too much pulling dog.vgood for us.

Zita is going out to dinner with Doctor Susan tonight. Craig will not make any toasty dinners. He promised. Ha. 

Wednesday 11 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Seventy Nine

Craig had to go to the make him neat and tidy store today. He was not so neat and tidy. 

He did not bring his money. He forgot it at our house. We had to bring it to him. Ha. 

Zita and I had a nice long walk this morning. I got a bit all dirty and had to have a bath. When the way too much snow is all melting I get way too soggy. Oh well.

We played roll the ball today. That is good. I like throw the ball better. Oh well. 

There are a lot of men on my corner. With little machines. I do not like that. 

Craig said they are measuring men. They should measure another corner. Not my watching corner. They did not ask me. Oh dear.

Craig made his all frozen bread into toasts. By mistake. We had peanut butter and honey toasts for lunch. Not nice sandwiches. Ha. He should not make toasts. He is not so good at it.

Today is the everybody have a tasty dinner all together night. That is good. Then I know where everybody is. 

Craig was talking to Emmet's way nice professor from last year. On my corner. 

I saw them. She is the lady who sits on her porch in the nice summer. And drinks her tea. And has beautiful flowers. Not so many as my house. She always talks to us. That is nice. 

Emmet is writing all about way old church books and kings. In way far away Ireland. A way long long time ago. When they had giant red bulls everywhere. Oh dear. 

That would be dangerous. They should have had elephants. Elephants are very nice. And not so nasty as bulls. Uncle Bill told me. 

Craig has a new book all about the way dangerous men from long ago way far away Ireland. Zita's old old Uncle is in it. Her grandmother's nice brother. 

We have his picture. In the book about poor Mister Collins. Oh well. It does not have lots of pictures. Mister Collins did not have a brave fierce dog to guard him. Too bad for him.

Yesterday Zita and I used the big chopper pole. We chopped up all the ice in our side yard. We put it on the street. So now we can play roll the blue ball. That is good. 



Tuesday 10 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Seventy Eight

We had not so good toasty cheese sandwiches last night. 

They were way too toasty. Craig had to open the kitchen door to let the too much toast out. Oh dear.

He should only make peanut butter sandwiches or nice croissants. They do not get cannot see in the house toasty. It is known.

Craig got Emmet from his nice university after the not so good dinner. I guarded the house. Alone. All by myself. Ha. I was all in charge. Good for me.

Niamh had to get up early for her special dance practice. Me too. Oh well.

Zit and I went for a nice walk when she got home. The too much snow is all melting. That is good. 

Zita finished the little for feet only sofa. It is not for Poopy too. 

I do not like the not for Poppy sofa. I cannot jump on it to look out the other window to see the far away park. That is not right. Too bad for me. 

What if wolves are hiding in that park. Some people will be all gobbled up. Too bad for them. Oh well.

Craig said today is bagpipe day. In the whole world. Oh well. 

We did not have any bagpipe music. Ha. 

Craig just had oatmeal cookies. Good for us. 

Zita had more meetings at the way too small office today. 

Niamh has dance a lot until late tonight. We will wait for her. Before we go to bed. 

We will not have too toasty sandwiches for tonight's dinner. That is good. 


Monday 9 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Seventy Seven

I had a nice quiet day.

Zita and I went for a nice walk this morning. 

We heard the birds singing on our walk. That is why the too much snow is all melting. That is good.

We had toasts today. With nice jam. Not the special from France jam. Just nice tasty jam.

Zita has a way impotant meeting today. With lots and lots of rascal ladies. Tonight they will all talk for along time at a very nice restaurant in a very big building. Way downtown. Until a bit late. I will wait up. At my watching window. 

Emmet has his way old Russian stories tonight at his nice university. And Niamh is teaching dance a lot tonight. 

Emmet will make his tortilinis tonight. Before he goes to his nice university. He will get his tea from Mister Horton's store. Because it is a long long class. The tea makes you all cosy warm. 

Craig and I will have our dinner all by ourselves. Oh well. 

It will not be a tasty dinner. Maybe we will have toasty cheese sandwiches. I like cheese. 

Craig did not read his book today. I do not know why he has not found his treasure yet. 

I got cheese from Emmet's tortilinis in my dinner. For a treat. Good for me. Then Craig and I watched out my watching window. 

Sometimes the cars do not stop at my corner. Oh dear. Then they run into each other. Oh dear. Too bad for them. I do not like it at all. Silly people.


Sunday 8 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Seventy Six

Craig and Emmet watched a too loud movie last night. In the den. All about very noisy tanks. In an old war. Far away. 

I was guarding the house. By my self. I stayed on the comfy bed in the big bedroom. It was too loud. Ha. Too bad for them. 

Emmet ate the cheesecake. Cheesecakes are good for movies. Emmet told me.

Zita and Niamh saw the beautiful toe dance last night. Good for them. 

When Niamh got home she went down to the scary basement. To yell at Emmet.

She said that Emmet put a dirty towel on top of the nice cheesecake. Oh dear. I stayed in the big bedroom. Where it was nice and quiet. Good for me. 

Craig said the time changed last night. That is silly. It did not change. What would it change to. Oh well he is old.

Zita and I had a nice walk this morning. We looked into all the very little streets. Behind the big houses. That is fun. 

Sometimes they are a bit scary. Zita is there so I am always very fierce and brave. Even when I am not so very brave inside. It is known. 

Craig and Zita went out to get a new little pieces of wall for the kitchen. 

Mister Kyle will make the little wall behind the sink all shiney. But not right now. 

Craig and Zita have to hold the little pieces up and talk all about them. For a long time. Oh well.

Niamh says they do not listen to her. About the little wall. Too bad for them. Oh well.

Zita is still making covers for the for your feet only sofa. With the noisy machine. I watched. I am a way good watcher. 

Niamh and Emily and Cara made hot toasts sandwiches. For their get up late lunch. They did not drop anything. Oh well. Too bad for me. 

Saturday 7 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Seventy Five

We had a way exciting day.

Last night I had to get up in the middle of the night to wait for Zita and Niamh. Zita had to drive the dance a lot ladies home from a late late party. Craig was asleep. Ha.

Zita and I had a nice walk in the morning. It is not cold today. The too much snow is melting. That is good. We did not see anything interesting. Oh well. Jamie was still fast asleep. Ha. 

Nice Mister Kyle came to take all the snow off our roof. With his friend. Because we have way too much nasty snow. 

They used the way noisy throw the snow away machine. It was very scary. They were standing on our roof. I heard them. Oh dear. People should not be on the roof. They will fall off

And they moved all the too much snow in front of my watching window. With the noisy machine. The noisy machine is a bit scary. It is known.

Zita told me it was all right. Oh dear. . 

The snow filled up my own side yard. Oh dear. Then the noisy machine put it on the front lawn. Way past my nice trees.

We gave Mister Kyle real money. So he could go to Mister Kettleman's. With his friend. To get lots of bagels. 

We got a new light for the den. It is not so ugly. 

Craig and I had a croissant for our lunch. No nice jam. Just a croissant. Oh well. 

We do not have any special nice jam. From way far away France. Craig ate it all. Oh dear. Too bad for us. 

I went for a nice walk with Zita this afternoon. I did not have to wear my red keep my feet warm shoes. Good for me. Ha. It is not so cold today. 

Zita and Niamh are going to the beautiful toe dance ballet tonight. After dinner. I will wait up for them. Until they get home to the comfy beds. 


Friday 6 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Seventy Four

I did not want to go for a nice walk today. I do not like the way too much cold.

I just wanted to stay on my comfy bed in the kitchen.

Zita said we had to go for our nice walk. Or we would get all weak or chubby. Oh dear. Then I could not have my just before bedtime tasty dessert. Oh dear. I like my special dessert time. It is known.

We had a nice walk. We have way too much cold. Craig said so. It is true. Craig said it is going to get warm tomorrow. Ha. 

He does not make everything all nice and warm. It is the weather that does that. I do not know the weather. It does not come to my house for too much coffee and cookies. Oh well. 

Zita has to go to her make me beautiful store today. Too much hair. Oh well. 

Craig and Emmet should go the the make me beautiful store. It is known.

Zita and Niamh are going to a famous toe dance ballet tomorrow. Way downtown. Where there is the giant stage. With the giant sparkly curtains. Just Zita and Niamh. 

I am not going to the toe danceing. I am staying home to guard Craig and Emmet. 

Maybe they will watch a too loud movie and eat popcorn. I will have a nice nap on the comfy rug in the den. Where the big television is. 

Craig and I looked out the watching window. The snow is not so interesting. 

Zita and Niamh have to go to the famous toe dance store. Niamh's new toe dance shoes are all ready. That is good.

I had to go for another walk in the way too cold. I cannot go the the toe dance store. Too bad for me.

Niamh got Russian toe dance shoes. Oh dear. Maybe she will crash. And fall over. Like the old Russian trains. Oh dear. Oh dear. Too bad for us. 


Thursday 5 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Seventy Three

It is a way too cold day again.

We got up too early. Zita and Niamh were all confused about the time. Niamh went back to her cosy bed. I went back onto the big cosy bed. To keep Craig company.

When Craig got up he asked me to help to wake Niamh all up. Ha. 

Waking Niamh up is way easy. Craig just opens the door and I run very fast and jump right up on top of Niamh's very tall bed. I dig the covers all off. And give her lots of kisses. And she wakes up. Ha. Good for me. 

After Niamh went to her practice job at the beautiful flower store Zita and I went for a nice walk. Not a so long walk. Because of the too cold.

We did not have toasts today. Maybe because of the not so very good jam. Oh well. 

We should get more of the very good special all the way from France jam. And tasty croissants. I like croissants. It is known.

Zita went for a nice lunch with our friend professor Jill. 

Jamie and I did not go. We were not invited. Or Zorro. Oh well. 

Dogs can not go to the little restraurent. It is too small. Someone might step on us. Or spill hot too much coffee on us. Oh dear. I would not like that.

Craig drove my friend Emmet to his university. For his very old church people class. I guarded the house. All by myself. Until everybody came home. Good for me. I got treats.

Craig's hockey team won again last night. Again. He was not so surprised this time. He will be. Ha. 

It is dance until late tonight for Niamh. She will not have a tastey dinner with us tonight. Too bad for her.


Wednesday 4 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Seventy Two

Zita and I had a nice walk this morning. There was more too much snow last night. Oh well

Niamh went to her practice job at the beautitiful flower store this morning. She is not going to dance with the confused dance lady. It was too confusing.

Niamh really likes the beautiful flower store. And all the nice people there. That is good. 

Niamh's store gave her a beautiful plant in a nice green pot. It has its own name. It is Fred. Ha.

Zita went to the way too small office. Downton today. For lots of meetings with the new rascal ladies. 

And maybe have tea and cookies. At a nice restaurant. Not a too many chips restraurent. Restaurents with table sheets. And little square sugars. In a pot. 

Maybe I will go there someday. If I do not bark so much in the car. Oh dear. 

Craig is reading another new book. All about a battle a long time ago. With very brave soldiers. 

There were even Scotsman soldiers there. With swords. On giant white horses. And a funny old general who thought he was an elephant. That is silly.

Elephants can not ride horses. Generals always ride horses. Ha. So there. Silly people.

Emmet is writing his very interesting story about the way way old church people and their old old books. It is a way long story this time. 

Emmet really likes the way way old church people. And their way old stories. Especially the old Irish stories. 

It is the everybody have a tasty dinner alltogether in the dinning room night. Craig is going to make dinner tonight. Because Zita has rascal meetings until not so late. 

Cooking dinner is not so hard. Craig just has to put big pots inside the stove. And push the noisy buttons. And not drop it. Like last time. Ha. 

No peanut butter sandwiches tonight. Ha.







Tuesday 3 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Seventy One

We had a busy day.

Niamh had to go to dance a lot school early. For special dance practice. 

Because someone got all confused. Niamh was very fierce. People should not get all confused about dance.

Now she can not take the smelly bus from the beautiful flowers store to dance a lot school. Oh dear. 

Zita had to drive her. In the way early morning.

I had to get Craig out of bed. To make the too much coffee and the tasty toasts. I am very good at getting people out of the cosy bed. Ha.

We ate all the tasty French jam. Oh dear. We had to use the not so tasty jam. Oh dear. 

We should get very big bottles of the tasty French jam. Maybe two. 

Zita and I had a nice walk. In the way too early morning. Even my friend Jamie was not awake. Oh well.

Craig drove Niamh back to dance a lot school. And then he drove Emmet to his nice university. For his old old church stories class. I stayed here to guard Zita. 

Last night Emmet talked to his nice professor from last year. She is a nice lady. 

In the summer we talk to her when we go for our nice walks. She sits on the steps of her house. And drinks her tea. 

She just lives around my corner. She does not have a dog. Just lots and lots of books. And some books all about dragons. Because she is from Wales. Where all the dragons live. Oh dear. They do not visit her. That is good. 

Zita is still working with the little noisy machine. To make the pillows for the only for your feet sofa. It is not too noisy. I could still have a nice nap on my comfy bed.

We went for a nice walk this afternoon. It is a not so cold day. The television said there will be a lot more snow tonight. Oh dear. I will not tell Craig. He will be sad. About the too much snow. Oh well. 

Zita has to go to Mister Saint Paul's university to hear some more interesting stories. 

Niamh is teaching dance a lot until way late.

I will guard all the boys in my house. Ha. I will be in charge again. 




Monday 2 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Seventy

We went for a nice walk. This morning. With my friend Jamie. Good for us.

Craig was still asleep. Ha.

We had lots of toasts today. Good for me.

I got to help move the cars a lot today. I was a big help.

Helping move the cars is my very favourite helper job. It is known. Zita says I get very excited when I am a big help moving the car. It is true.

Craig had to go to Dr. Don. He is a dentist. That is why we had to move the cars all around.

Tonight is a very busy night. Zita has a special dinner for our nice newspaper tonight. At someone's house. With all the nice people who take away our newspapers. 

Emmet has his way old Russians class until late. It is his favourite. And his way old church people class. At his nice university. 

Niamh has dance a lot until late tonight. 

Craig will be here all alone for his dinner. Just all by himself. And me. 

I will guard him. We will be all safe as can be. Because we have the canon in the basement. And me. I am very fierce when my friend Craig is with me. Ha.

Craig and I will have peanut butter and honey sandwiches for our dinner. Ha. 

We will wait up for everybody to come home to their comfy beds. 


Sunday 1 March 2015

Day Nine Hundred and Sixty Nine

We had a nice sleep in today. It is a Sunday. Our sleep in day. Then Zita and I went for our nice walk.  It is a not so cold day. That is good.

We had lots of toasts for breakfast. With jam.

We made the house all spic and span yesterday. With the noisy machine. 

Last night we watched a movie all about a nice detective in way far away England. 

He has a nice dog. It is a little dog. He does not help catch nasty people. He guards his house. And the brand new baby. That is nice. 

Even little dogs can be very good guarding dogs. If they are brave. It is known.

Zita is making the just for your feet sofa just the same as the not for Poppy sofa. With her other noisy machine. In the dinning room. It is very messy. 

My friend Niamh has lots and lots of sneezes today. Because of all the beautiful flowers. Oh dear.

She is sad today. She does not have all the right enough time to take her most favourite dance a lot class. Oh dear. 

I will stay with her. Until she is all happy again. It is my job. 

Dogs like that job. We get lots of hugs when we make people feel all better. Sometimes we get treats. Even refrigerator treats. It is known. 

Craig and Zita and Emmet and Niamh are going to the tasty pizza store for dinner tonight. With Craig's mother. For pizza. I will guard the house.

Niamh and Zoe and Emily and Cara are going way downtown to see all the stores. 

But not spend any money. Because they have used all their money at the too expensive coffee store. Ha.