Because there is nobody here. At all.
Just Craig and Emmet. They are easy to guard. Ha.
Because they just read their stories. And Emmet make lots of Irish tea.
All the ladies are just gone. They went to sleep at the Mahoney's beside the beautiful lake house.
And go swimming. Ha. And laugh a lot. That is nice.
They have a giant television in the basement. But when the men brought it to the house it was just broken. Oh dear.
Now there are only very comfy chairs. Oh well.
It is not a very scary basement. Oh well.
I did not have a nice walk this morning.
Because only Craig was here. And awake. Craig and I do not go for nice walks so much.
Sometimes I am a too much fast pulling dog.
And maybe the go fast chair might fall upside down again. Oh dear. Too bad for him.
We played catch the ball lots and lots of times instead.
We had very fat crunchy toasts this morning.
With the special toast bread from way far away France. Ha. That is good bread.
We put lots of butter on our toasts.
In France they do not have enough butter to make their tasty croissants. Oh dear. That is not right.
Maybe we should send them lots of butter. So they will not just starve all away.
Or they might have to eat not from France bread. Oh dear. Oh dear. That would not be all right.
Craig and I had sausage sandwiches for our lunch. Those are good sandwiches.
Emmet is very busy. He is writing stories for his new just for the summer job.
All about dangerous knights and fierce dragons. Oh dear.
I would not like those stories so much.
We did not watch anything interesting on the television last night.
Because Zita was not here to keep us company. Oh well.
Maybe tonight. Maybe.
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