Niamh says I should have a blog. She says everyone has a blog. Except me. Craig will do the typing because I do not have any fingers. Dogs don't have fingers. It is known.
Thursday 30 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Thirty
Wednesday 29 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twenty Nine
Tuesday 28 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twenty Eight
Monday 27 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twenty Seven
Sunday 26 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twenty Six II
Day One Thousand and Twenty Six
Saturday 25 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twenty Five
Friday 24 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twenty Four
Thursday 23 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twenty Three
Wednesday 22 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twenty Two
Tuesday 21 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twenty One
Monday 20 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twenty
Sunday 19 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Nineteen
Saturday 18 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Eighteen
Friday 17 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Seventeen
Thursday 16 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Sixteen
Wednesday 15 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Fifteen
Tuesday 14 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Fourteen
Monday 13 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Thirteen
Sunday 12 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Twelve
It is a very sunny day. We all had a nice sleep in.
Craig and I played roll the ball. Twice. Before the too many coffees. Ha.
We had bagels for our lunch. From the tasty bagel store on our busy street. I got bagel bits.
Zita had to make the big gold car all neat and tidy. I helped. It was way messy. Oh well.
Zita used the make the floors all clean noisy machine. In the car. There was no room for me to help. I had to go in the house to guard Craig.
Craig is not a Viking today. He saved his beautiful sister. And chopped all up some of the nasty Vikings. And threw them in the ocean. Too bad for them. He has his big boat back. That is good.
Now he has to find the nasty king and chop him all up. In another book. We do not have it yet. Oh well.
Julia is driving Niamh to get a new get on the bus card. Niamh lost it. Oh dear.
I do not have things to lose. That is good.
I had to stay here and guard Emmet. It is the all studying time of year. Oh dear.
Zita got Emmet got his special just for studying cookies. They are treats. So he will not starve. Emmet forgets how to eat. Oh dear.
I will not forget how to eat. It is known.
Craig's way scary television program with the dragons and the giant wolves is on tonight. I will not watch it.
Saturday 11 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Eleven
Friday 10 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Ten
Thursday 9 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Nine
Wednesday 8 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Eight
Tuesday 7 April 2015
Day One Thousand and Seven
It was an early day. Niamh's special dance a lot practice day.
Craig got up too. Because of his still sick nose. Oh dear.
He is going to his nice doctor tomorrow. She is a lady. So am I. I am not a doctor. I am Miss Poppy Taylor the Dog. It is known.
Craig and I played roll the ball. Twice. Before his too much coffee. Ha. Good for me.
Zita and Niamh and Emmet are very busy. With all their writing. And Zita talking on the rascal phone.
Craig is still a Viking. He stole a boat. Just from the nasty Vikings. So it is ok.
He drove Niamh and Emmet to school. All by himself.
I stayed at my house to guard Zita. And watch for the nasty squirrels.
Mister Bill has a noisy scary machine. He has to clean his fill it full of everything trailer. I did not go into my side yard this afternoon. It was too scary. Oh well.
I helped Zita fold all our beautiful all clean clothes. I was a big help.
Then I visited my friend Emmet. In his very big bedroom. Will the way too many computers. And the very comfy sofa and comfy lay down chair.
It is a way sunny day. Zita and I went for a long walk this afternoon. All the snow is melting all away.
We still have a giant hill of snow. It used to be all on our roof.
Tomorrow is Emmet's last class before all the remember everything exams. Oh dear. I do not like exams so much.