Sunday 1 April 2018

Day Two Thousand and Seventy Seven

Ha. We helped the silly bunny last night. Good for us.

Zita talked to some nice people at a tasty food store in far away Antigonish. 

And they brought a big box of very tasty food right to my friend Emmet’s very little apartment. Ha.

Because the silly bunny did not know Emmet was living in far away. 

And it is way too far for the hoppy bunny to visit him. It would have to take the a bit dangerous train too. 

So we were a big help. That is good. And my friend Emmet has his just for Easter treats too.

Craig got sheep. An all in chocolate sheep. A sheep from a bunny. That is silly. 

We were going to have a special very tasty Easter lunchtime dinner. 

But then Craig’s mother did not want to come today. 

Because sometimes she forgets everything. Oh dear. 

So we had real pancakes instead. Ha. That is good. 

We talked to Emmet who still is in far away. We saw him on the computer. 

He is very busy. Writing even more interesting stories.

Zita and I went for a nice walk this morning. It is a nasty cold windy day outside today. Oh well. 

When we got home we had the cross buns instead of toasts. 

I do not know why the buns are cross about Easter. Oh well. 

Maybe because they are not chocolates. 

Zita put some of our own made beautiful eggs outside. 

They are not so big as our beautiful Merry Christmas decorations. Oh well.

She put them on our little tree. Ha. Good for us.

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We are going to have a dinner party tonight. 

With Zita’s special very tasty ham. And maybe cheese too.

Lee and Cara are going to come too. And even their mother Miss Bruna. 

Mister Lyndon had to go to very far away to visit his mother. 

So the ladies are having their dinner with me because our special tasty ham is their very favourite. Ha. 

My friend Niamh was so tired yesterday she slept all the time and was not all awake for her dinner until I was fast asleep. That is silly.

Then she went back to fast asleep. Until this morning. 

Tomorrow is a holiday too. That is good. 

Maybe we will sleep in tomorrow. Maybe. 




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