Thursday 6 August 2015

Day One Thousand One Hundred and Nineteen

It is a way nice day today. Not too much too hot sun. Lots of just all flat clouds. 

Zita had to get me out of the comfy bed this morning. To go on our nice walk. I was having a nice sleep in day. Oh well.

We had thin toasts we we got home. No tasty jams either. Oh well.

Niamh got home last night. With her head all full of water. From the very big river. It was all in her ears. And in her nose. Oh dear. Too much diving in the water. 

Doctor Susan told us to put sticky things on her nose. It worked. Ha. Craig and Zita were surprised. Me too. 

Craig and I played catch the ball. This morning after my breakfast. That is good.

We did not watch the nice detective last night. Everybody was way too dirty. And had to have spic and span baths. Ha. To bad for them.

Craig does not smell like Craig after his spic and span baths. That is not right. Too all clean smelly. Oh well. 

Orlaith took Zita's go fast bicycle downtown again. She took the make the tire air all hard machine with her. That is good.

We have a nice move back and forth chair on our beautiful patio. Emmet likes to listen to his funny stories in that chair. On his way little computer. That is good. 

Sometimes he goes all fast asleep. That is why we have nice go back and forth chairs. I think. 

Doctor Susan gave Craig a present from way far away England. Way little Scotsman's cookies. Ha. 

Craig visited his mother today. But she does not remember the visits. Oh well. 

It is what happens to people when they get too old. They have too many things to remember. Because of watching the television. It is known.

I do not watch the television so much. I just have nice naps in front of it. That is good. Ha.






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