Tuesday 2 October 2018

Day Two Thousand Two Hundred and Sixty One

I had a very quiet day today.

Zita and I had our nice good morning walk. But is was not such a good morning.

Because it is a sometimes just rainy day. So I was a little bit all soggy.

So after Zita went to the too small office I had a sleep in. 

On the big bed. I was minding Craig. He had a little sleep in too.

When we were all awake even Niamh was awake too. So she had a squeaky clean shower.

Before she went to her nice university. 

Then Craig and I played catch the ball. But not lots of times.

Because he had to be at the big computer for a long time. All morning. 

He could not read lots of stories for our nice Queen today.

Because he had to find lots of important pieces of paper. 

So he can get a brand new little go to far away places book. Oh well.

We had peanut butter and jam sandwiches for our lunchtime snack. That is good. 

Peanut butter is my favourite. 

Last night we had our before dinnertime walk with Professor Jill. 

She is very sad. Her very big house is all empty now. Now there is only her and the little dog. 

Because Professor Carter is gone to far away heaven. 

Zita and I were sad too. It is not so nice when your friends are sad. 

And you cannot be a big help. Oh dear.

Yesterday my friend Emmet talked to lots of people about his important giant story. 

He answered lots and lots of questions too. 

Then he went to the little very tasty hamburgers restaurant. With all the other helper teachers. 

Maybe they had some beers too. Maybe. Ha.

He was glad his big talk to everybody was all over. 

Now he has to read more lots and lots and lots of fat books. And write his giant important story. 

And find his another next university. Oh dear. 

Last night we had a breakfast for dinner for our dinnertime. 

There was only Craig and Zita here for me to guard. 

Then we watched the lady detective with the noisy car. They are from Mister Tom programs. Ha. 

We did not have any chips. Zita just had Irish tea. Oh well. 


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