Day Two Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty

I had a little very quiet day today.

Zita and I did not go  for our before breakfast walk. 

Because Zita had a too early in the morning meeting. 

It is an only a bit too cold day today.

So Craig an I had a bagel for our breakfast. It was not a so tasty bagel. It was a bit too chewy. Oh well.

Then a man came to our house with boxes of tasty food. From the tasty food store. Lots of food. 

Even chips. And fat for toasts bread. Ha. Good for us.

We had a brand new toasty giant croissant for our lunchtime. Emmet had one too.

Emmet is busy writing more of his giant important story. In his very quiet comfy bedroom. Ha. 

But sometimes I am a bit too loud. When the snow machines are on my street. Oh dear.

Then he has to come up and talk to me. About the too much barking. Oh dear. Oh dear. Too bad for me.

All of Niamh’s classes at her nice university are all over. 

Now she has to study for her remember everything exams. Oh dear. 

Last night Zita and I went to the not for dogs park. 

So I could roll and roll and roll all around in the brand new snow. Ha. That is fun. 

It was all dark. So we did not tell anyone we were there. It was a secret. Ha. Good for us. 

Zita got Niamh a secret present for her Sing Happy Birthday day. 

She had to try it on. But she did not even see it. 

Because she had to close all her eyes. Ha.  So it is still all secret. That is good. 

Miss Rima came to my house to make lunch with Niamh. So they would not just starve. 

When they were all full up to the top I took them for a long before dinnertime walk. 

We went up to the busy street. 

We did not get into any trouble at all. Good for us.

When we came home we made special Merry Christmas cookies. Just for us. Ha.

Then Niamh and Miss Rima went to her little apartment to make her clothes as clean as can be. 

Then a take you to the hospital truck came to my own corner. With lots and lots of too bright lights.

Maybe somebody was hurt. In our park. Or in the all empty pond. Oh dear. That is not so nice.

Last night Miss Aidriana brought us some own made delicious Merry Christmas cookies. 

Because she will not be here for our Merry Christmas parties. Too bad for her.

We had Irish chicken tonight. So Emmet did not have to have any more too much pasta. Ha.

Craig found lots of people’s names so he can send lots of have a very Merry Christmas cards. Ha. 

Everybody will be surprised. Ha.

Maybe we will watch new detectives tonight. 

Maybe we will have some chips. Maybe.