Tuesday 8 November 2016

Day One Thousand Five Hundred and Seventy Seven

I was very busy today. Guarding the house. Two times. 

Because today is Emmet's day to go to both his universities. 

Craig and I had the special toasty bread toasts for our breakfast. 

We had four pieces. But one was way too toasty. Oh well. 

When Craig and Emmet were all gone away I watched everything from my watching window. Nearly all morning.

The present man brought a present to my house today. I did not bark so much. Ha. Good for me. 

Maybe it is a secret present. Maybe. 

It is nearly get secret presents time. Ha. Good for us.

Today is the time to vote for the rascals day. Not here. It is in the other country. Where some of Craig's friends live. 

Their rascals are not so nice to each other. Oh dear. That is not right. 

You cannot be friends if you are not nice to the other rascals. Oh dear. 

Then you will not have any friends. Oh dear. 

Oh well. Too bad for them.

Craig and Emmet will watch all the rascals on the television tonight. 

But only if the rascals are polite. Ha. Too bad for them.

Mister Bill went there to take pictures of the very important rascals. 

He is going to the big after somebody wins party. Ha. That is good.

Mister Bill makes very good pictures. It is known.

Craig talked to my friends Zita and Niamh today. Ha. That is good. I heard them. On the telephone. Ha.

Tomorrow Zita is going to fly all across the giant ocean. From way far away to just far away. 

So she can visit my friend Niamh. 

In her very little room. In her far away university. In Halifax. Beside the giant ocean. Ha. 

Then Zita is going to come home to our house. In another aeroplane. Ha. That is good. 

And then she can sleep in her own comfy bed. Ha. Good for us. 

Craig is going to a meeting tomorrow. For our nice Queen. 

He has to have a squeaky clean bath. Tonight. So he will not be all too smelly. For our nice Queen. 

You can not be smelly for the Queen. Or they just chop off you head. Oh dear.  

Maybe he will have a very long bath. Just in case. Maybe. 






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