Day Five a Hundred and Ninety Three

It is Sunday. We have quiet Sundays. We get up late and have pancakes. And bacon.

Niamh took me for a late walk. Zita had to make all the pancakes.

Emmet had his pancakes when he was fast asleep. Ha. Nothing fell on the floor. Oh well. 

The noisy sidewalk machines came again and again. I do not like them.

Niamh went to visit her friend in the hospital.  She was not there. She went home for a day. That is nice. Niamh and her dance a lot friends got her presents. And some funny books. They will go again another day. That is nice. She will be glad her friends came to visit her.

Hospitals are not nice places to stay. I had to stay in Dr. Smith's hospital a long time ago. I could not go home to my comfy bed. And my family. I was very sad. I had to sleep in a not so big box. I did not like it. 

Emmet did not like it when he had to stay in the hospital. He told me.

Zita and I went for another walk. Before it got dark. And the wolves hide in the bushes. 

Day Five Hundred and Ninety Two

I had a snowy walk this morning. More too much snow. Oh dear.

Craig did not go to his breakfast today. Too much snow. We had our toasts and looked out my watching window. That is good.

The noisy move the snow off my sidewalks machines came back. I do not like them. I bark at them. They do not care. Too bad for them.

Saturdays are quiet days.

Niamh and her dance a lot friend came home and made their lunch. They did not drop anything. Oh well. They just laughed a lot. That is good.

Niamh is going to a sing happy birthday party tonight. 

Emmet and Sava and Chris are not going to go out and eat hamburgers and too many chips. They are going to have Chinese food. I like Chinese food. We had it once and it fell on the floor. It was very good. But they do not have cheese in Chinese food. Just long long noodles. Oh well.

I am going to stay here and guard Zita and Craig. They are not going out. Too much snow for them. Zita has to write a lot for her new university. I have to stay and help her. It is my job.

Day Five Hundred and Ninety One.

It is way too cold again. We went for our walk early. It is Emmet go to school way early day. I did not go so far. I was too cold. I did not have my cosy Scotsman's coat on. We forgot. 

We did not have to go to the busy street today. Niamh is finished with the big newspaper. Oh well.

Last night when Niamh came home from teaching her dance a lot class she tried on all the beautiful dresses for her big party. And new shoes. With big heels. They are not red like mine. 

Three different dresses. I liked them all. She will only wear one. 

Tonight she is going to her dance friend's house to get dressed. Before she goes to the party at her dance a lot school. They will smell beautiful. It is a special party. They have it every year. No dogs allowed. Too bad for them. 

Zita had to go to her almost a job at her old university today. I guarded the house. And Craig. 

Craig has a new book. He is a little girl detective. In way far away England. She does not have a nice dog to help her. Too bad for her. Just a big room for her smelly experiments. And a bicycle with a name. Oh well. 

I did not have my toasts until way late today. Lunch time. I do not know why. Oh well. I had a nice nap after. 

Craig had porridge. I do not have to eat porridge. I am not a Scotsman dog. I eat croissant bits. It is known.

Day Five Hundred and Ninety

We went for a not so long walk this morning. I had a nice nap.

Craig and Paul went to the not very much money breakfast store. And they got me my big bag of food. And my chicken treats and my tooth paste. 

And cinimmon buns for Emmet. Emmet likes cinimmon buns. That is good. I do not like cinimmon buns. 

Some dogs eat cinimmon buns. Not me. I eat croissants. Ha. And blue cheese. Ha. Zita says I am a continental dog. That is true. 

We did not have any toasts today. Oh well.

The new red chair is not red. It is not Craig's chair.  It is a try me chair. I do not like it. It is black. And shiny. And it smells funny. 

Emmet and Niamh got in the try me chair. That is not right. I do not like that.

Maybe he will get a new red chair. That is not way too heavy. And red.

Tonight is Niamh's teach all the little dancers how to dance night. How to dance without falling down. That is good.

Niamh is going to a party. At her dance a lot school. She has to buy a way beautiful dress for the party. I am not going. I have a beautiful Scotsman coat. And red boots. Oh well.

Dogs cannot go to the dance a lot school parties. Too bad for them. Emmet and I could dance with them. And Emmet could play his big Irish drum. He does not play it very often. Oh well.

Day Five Hundred and Eighty Nine

I had a very busy day. We went to my busy street to get Niamh's big newspaper. When I got home I had to have a bath. Oh well

The nice men came to take the too much snow of the roof. I know them. I did not bark. Only a bit. At first. The use the big noisy machine to put the snow far way. That is good.

It is a very noisy machine. And scary.  The nice men are not afraid of it. That is good. 

Craig and Zita are going to look at a new red chair for Craig.  His red chair is old. Like Craig.  He needs a new one. We cannot get a new Craig. Zita said they are all gone long long ago. He needs a new not so heavy red chair. That is easier to push on our nice walks.

It is Emmet's way early day a his university. He will eat lunch there. Where they sell all the donuts. 

I stayed in my own house to guard it. All by myself. I was very brave. The noisy machine was very noisy. I did not bark at all. Ha.

Outside is very dirty.  They put sand on my sidewalks so they are not too slippy. It makes me very dirty. The sidewalks are still too slippy. Oh well. I have to have more baths. 

Zita says if I have too many baths I might shrink. Oh dear. I would not like that. I am a big dog. I want to stay a big dog. To guard my house. It is known. 

Day Five Hundred and Eighty Eight

It was a not so busy day today. We forgot to to to the busy street to get the big news paper for Niamh on our walk. Oh well.

Craig drove Zita to her old university. Where she has almost a job. When Craig came home we had our toasts. And more coffees. 

And played throw the Red a Ball. That is good. 

Craig is still the nice French policeman with the nice dog. Craig read me the part where the dog gets the pointy ends of the croissants for breakfast. Just like me. I am French too. That is why I like croissants. And green beans.  It is known.

It is a good book. Craig should read more books with nice brave dogs who like croissants. No more books about Vikings who live in their boats all the time. Ha. Dogs do not like to live in way too wet boats. 

Niamh is at her dance a lot until late class tonight. She did not have dinner with us. Too bad for her. 

We watched a movie last night for Niamh's home work. It was all about the nice man who was a lawyer. And was very brave. He wanted everybody to tell the truth. But they would not. That is too bad.  

The wrong man had to go to jail. Niamh said it was her favourite movie. I did not understand it all. Oh well. Auntie Louise only sent way nasty people to jail. That is why they gave her the medal. And because she makes Emmet and Niamh's favourite potatoes. 

Day Five Hundred and Eighty Seven

Zita took the big black tube away from my side yard. I can play catch the Red a Ball with Craig again. That is good.

It is cold again today. We went for a long walk anyway. We went to my very busy street. To the store where Craig gets all the little books full of pictures. Zita got a newspaper for Niamh's home work. Not our nice little newspaper. A very big newspaper. Oh well. It was a very nice walk. It was windy. The wind makes my ears all flappy. Ha.

Craig had to go out. To the dentist. Oh dear. I stayed here to guard Zita and Emmet. I am a very good guard. It is known. Sometimes I might bark at people too much. They might be nasty people or robbers. Who knows. It is hard being a dog.

Emmet went for a walk. I did not go. Sometimes I pull too much on my walks. So I only go with Zita. Oh well.

Craig is the nice French policeman again. The policeman has a new dog. He has to train him to be a big help policeman's dog. The dog likes the policeman's very big horse. He is a brave dog. Horses are very big. And smelly. It is known.

Zita has to go out to a dinner party tonight. It is not a cheese party. I am not going. I have to stay here because I am in charge when Zita is away. Ha. 

Day Five Hundred and Eighty Six

I had a very quiet day. It is Sunday. I had a long walk very early this morning. I was not a soggy dog today. 

It was an early day. Zita has to go to her new university all day today. She had to get up way early. Again. Oh dear. 

We watched our hockey players win the big gold medal. Everybody was happy. That is good. Gold is good. Zita has a gold car. Craig only has a silver car. Too bad for him. 

Craig has to make the very late breakfast for everyone today. All by himself. Without burning it. Ha 

Craig and Emmet and Niamh had chocolate croissants. And cinimmon buns. And bagels. No green beans. Oh well. I had carrot treats. Ha. 

Emmet liked the movie he saw last night. And the hamburgers. And the chips. 

Everybody had to write and write for their schools today. I do not know what they are writing about. I had a nice nap on my comfy bed. 

We played catch the Red Ball. Not very much though. The big black tube gets in my way. I do not like it at all. It will go away soon. 

Day Five Hundred and Eighty Five

Another early day. It is another go to university all day. For two days. For Zita. We had a little walk. It was too early for me.

Craig and I had our toasts. When Zita left for her new university.

Craig had to go get Niamh. Niamh went away for three days to learn everything about the dark scary forests and sleep outside in a tent. Not in her own comfy bed.

Wolves did not eat her all up. That is good.

Niamh knew how to cook. Nobody else did. They would have starved to death if Niamh was not there. Ha. They had pancakes and cheese sandwiches. And porridge. But no brown sugar for the porridge. Oh dear.

I know how to cook. I watch Zita every night. I get to pickup everything that drops on the floor. It is my job. Saint Newton gave it to me. It is known. I am very good at it. Zita told me so.

Emmet and Sava and Chris are going to see another movie and eat hamburgers and chips. Ha.

We still have the very big black tube in my yard. It is scary. I do not like it. I think it will eat the car. Or Craig. Oh dear.

Day Five Hundred and Eighty Four

Way too wet today. Too much rain. We did not go for a walk this morning. 

We put our catch the water tubs out in my yard instead. And a big black pipe to put the too much water on the road.

Niamh is not here in her big comfy bed. Niamh had to sleep in the too much rain. In a tent. Oh dear. Poor Niamh. She will be a soggy person. Too bad for her.

I got in trouble for too much barking. I could not help with the catch the water tubs. Oh dear. Craig said  I would not be a big help. That is not very nice.

Zita and I went for a walk when the rain stopped. So did Emmet. We were all soggy. 

Craig stayed home and read his book. And watched the famous snow games. 

We won more medals today. More going fast down big scary hills. And hitting big rocks with other big rocks. That is a good game. It is not scary. 

Day Five a Hundred and Eighty Three

Another soggy dog day.

We had to get up early again. To take Niamh to her sleep out side in the forest days. Niamh had a giant bag full of everything. Even food. And lots of socks.

I was way too soggy and had to have another bath after my walk. Oh well.

Zita had to go to her almost a job at the university again. She says it is very interesting. That is good. 

Craig and Emmet and Uncle Bill went to the not so loud movie. I stayed home and guarded the house. I was in charge again. Emmet said it was a very good movie. Even though it was not loud. 

The take the snow all away machines came to my street last night. After we went to sleep. The noisy big machines woke me up. I barked and barked at them. I woke Zita up. Too much barking she said. Oh dear. 

I went back to my cosy bed. I was very quiet. The machines are very scary. They might take my house away instead of the snow. That is why I have to bark at them. Nobody understands. It is hard being a dog. It is known.

Our ladies won the big hockey game. Everyone was very happy. And loud.  I am a lady too. I do not play hockey. The ice is way too slippy. Oh well.

Day Five Hundred and Eighty Two

It was our way too early day. It is the day to drive Niamh to her learn all about the outside class. Tomorrow Niamh is going to sleep outside. Where the wolves live. For two days. In a funny tent. Without me. Oh dear. 

I cannot go. Zita said if I went who would guard my house. Who would make sure no one ran away with Craig and Emmet. Or take my cosy duvet. That is true. 

It is a very messy day. I was a soggy dog. 

Uncle Bill came over for Irish tea. Craig and Emmet and Uncle Bill are going to a not so loud movie tomorrow. They will have a good time. 

Niamh went to visit her friend in the hospital. Mackenzie is a dance a lot friend. She comes to visit my house. She is very tall. She like big dogs she said. That is good. I am a bit of a big dog. 

Niamh said she might have to have an operation. That is scary. I will talk to my friend Saint Newton tonight. Saint Newton makes everything not scary. That is good.

I cannot go to visit her. Dogs cannot go to hospitals. We might get lost. Hospitals are way way bigger than my house. Emmet told me he got lost when he was in his hospital. Oh dear. 

Zita went to her new almost a job at her university. That is good.

We went for a messy walk when Zita got home. I was soggy. Even with my new keep your feet dry red boots. I had a nice little bath. Oh well. 

The present man brought Craig a new book all about the French policeman with the new dog. That is good. I like books with dogs. Craig always reads me the parts with the dogs. Except if they are too scary. Or sad. 

Day Five Hundred and Eighty One

Zita drove Niamh to school. Niamh is still tired tired after her dance a lot party. In Toronto.

Zita and I went for our walk. More too much snow. Oh dear.

We had a long sing happy birthday party last night. With lots of cheese. Ha. Some fell on the floor. Good for me. 

They sang the happy birthday song again. Not very well. Oh well. Too bad for them.

The way too big take away the snow machines came down my street last night. I do not like them at all. They make way way loud noises. I bark at them. So they will go away and leave my house alone. I get in trouble. Too much barking. Oh well.

Emmet has a little vacation. He finished all his writing.  For his university. He took all his writing in this morning. To the nice lady who knows all about old airplanes.

Zita has a newspaper meeting tonight. I will be in charge again. Ha. 

The silly rabbit was on my lawn today. I hate the rabbit. Rabbits will eat my favourite green beans. It is known.

Day Five Hundred and Eighty

We have a holiday today. No university for anyone. Everyone stayed in bed. Except Zita and me. 

Zita and I had a not so long walk. It is still way cold. We came home so we could have our toasts with Craig.

Niamh came home last night. I was very glad to see her. I like it when everybody is where they are supposed to be. In my house. With me. It is known.

Niamh did not wake up until lunch time. Ha. Too much lots and lots of dancing in Toronto. 

Niamh won something. I do not know what it was. Oh well. She bought way too big floppy pants. In Toronto. They are black and white. I did not get a present. Oh well.

We are having a not a cheese party tonight. It is another Mahoney sing happy birthday party. 

Too many happy birthday parties in the too cold winter. Except Craig and Zita. They have nice sit on my patio happy birthday parties. That is good. 

We had to make the house all as clean as can be. 

Zita had to clean my watching window. My nose makes funny marks on my window. I do not know why. Oh well. It is all clean again. That is good.

We used the noisy make the house clean machine again. 

So many people are comming to sing the happy birthday song we have to use another table.  And use the biggest pot in the world for the potatoes. The Mahoneys like potatoes. They used to be Irish. From way far away Ireland. Not any more. 

It is not a cheese party. We will have cheese anyway. All the Mahoneys like cheese. A lot. Ha.

Day Five Hundred and Seventy Nine

It is Sunday. Sundays are very quiet days. 

It is way too quiet when Niamh is not here. 

Niamh is still in Toronto for her big dance party. She is comming home late tonight. We will go and get her. To sleep in her own big tall comfy bed. With her own pillows. That is good. 

I went on a nice walk this morning. It is very cold today. Too cold. Too windy.  Oh well. I got to wear my new red winter keep my feet warm boots. That is good.

Emmet got up early early. The same time I did. That is not right. He had to get up. Emmet had bad dreams. He had to have Irish tea before he went back to his comfy bed for a nice nap. That is good.

Craig and I watched the famous snow games. We got more medals. For going very fast. Down a big big scary mountain. That is good. The people were very happy. That is good. They waved at us. That is nice.

We had a short walk this afternoon. It is way too cold. We just wanted to come home to our nice warm house. And my dinner. 

Zita gave me a nice combing after dinner. To take out all the lumps in my coat. To make me all beautiful. That is good.