Friday 23 September 2016

Day One Thousand Five Hundred and Thirty Two

We did not go for our early in the morning walk today. Because of all the too much rain this morning. 

We waited until the sky was all full of sunshine before we went for our nice walk. 

We did not want to be all soggy. Ha. That is good.

When Craig was all awake and we had extra toasts. 

Because you always have extra toasts when it is too rainy outside. Ha. That is good. 

We always have toasts in the morning. And we look out the watching window. Good for us.

Before lunchtime we went for our walk. We did not see my friends the ducks today. 

Maybe they were shopping. For their vacation. Maybe.

Zita was very busy with the rascal ladies this morning. 

Then she had to stop because she had to go to a nice lunch with her friend. 

And after our lunchtime Craig drove Emmet to his all about old Russians class. At his nice university.

I stayed here to guard the house. All by myself. 

Craig went to the other hospital. To see his friend Roger. 

Roger is having a very long sleep in. He is still fast fast asleep. Oh dear. 

So his friends just go visit to say hello. Maybe he can hear them. Maybe. 

He does not go to the old friends breakfast anymore. Because of the sleep ins. Oh dear. 

All the old friends are a bit sad. Oh dear.

It is a play football day in our neighbourhood. 

Way up on the busy street. It is a too many cars day. 

The people even park their cars everywhere. Not even in the right places. 

Then the police come with the big take you car all away trucks. Oh dear. Too bad for them. 

We only go for little walks on too many car days. 

Because the cars do not even see you. Even if you are big and all fury. Like me. Oh dear. 

Because they are looking for a place to leave their car. They are not very good car drivers. 

That is why the policemen catch them. Ha. 

And take their cars all away. To the just for cars jail. Ha. 

I have to go to the make me beautiful store soon. 

Last night Zita said I look a bit of a ruffian. Oh dear. 

That is not very nice. I am just a little bit too fury. Oh well. Too bad for me. 






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