Saturday 2 March 2019

Day Two Thousand Four Hundred and Twelve 

We had a little sleep in today. But not a very big sleep in.

Craig did not go to his old friends breakfast restaurant today.

Because of the catch the go fast chair slippy driveway and the full of ice sidewalks. That is not right.

Zita went to her make your hair beautiful store. 

So she took Niamh to the lots and lots of beautiful clothes store too.

I stayed here to help Craig eat the round toasts. Ha. I am a big help with the toasts.

This morning Zita called her parents on the telephone. In way far away Dublin. 

But they were not at home. Maybe they went swimming in the dangerous ocean. 



At the place where they have the too many feet. 

Zita’s father always goes swimming in the way too cold ocean. I do not know why. 

Oceans are full of giant whales. Maybe they will squish him just all flat. Oh dear. 

You should only go swimming in a nice full of hot water bathtub. 

With beautiful smelly soap. And toasty warm fluffy towels. It is known.

Niamh got home very late last night. And got up early this morning. Too bad for her.

When Zita came home we went for our lovely walk with Professor Jill and the little dog.

But the little dog had to go home early. Because it is too little. Ha.

I am not even a bit little. That is good.

It is not too cold outside. But we still have to walk in the road. With the cars. 

Because of the way too much ice on the sidewalks. Too bad for us.

And I had to get in the bathtub so my feet were squeaky clean and not full of nasty salt. 

Then Zita had to go to another rascal ladies meeting after lunchtime today. 

Even on a do not go to work Saturday. Oh dear. Too bad for her. 

There are too many meetings. It is known.

The nice Queen does not ask Craig to go to so many interesting meetings. That is good. 

We watched the nice detective from way far away last night. But not a lot. 

Because we were all too tired. Oh well.

Maybe we will watch him again tonight. Maybe. 



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