Day Eight Hundred

Niamh had to go to the dentist today. Early. Zita drove her. 

We had toasts first. With jam.  That is good.

Craig and I played throw the ball. I like to catch the ball. I do not always like to bring it back. Craig understands. He goes back in the house to make the kitchen all spic and tidy. That is good.

When Niamh came home she could not smile. Oh dear. Craig and Zita did not laugh. That is good.

Zita was working for her nearly new job. At our house. That is good. I was a big help. I sleep right at the door. So nobody can get in and scare her. Because I am there. Ha. 

Craig and Niamh watched a movie. On the movie machine. It is the movie Niamh has to watch for her dance a lot school. 

I did not watch it. It was way long. With people with guns. Sometimes in Italy. Where the nice Mister Pope lives. He was not in the movie. 

It is going to be a rainy night. We went for our before dinner walk way before dinner. So we would not be soggy. I do not like being a soggy dog. Sometimes I have to stay in the kitchen. 

Emmet has his dangerous people class tonight. He likes it a lot. Even though it is at night. After our nice dinner. The man who teaches tells very good stories. That is good. I like good stories. 

Everybody tells way good stories at our dinners. Every night. Not me. I just listen. I am a good listener. That is way I know what is going on in my house. 

Niamh cannot eat dinner with us tonight. Because she has to teach her dance a lot class. I do not like that. It is better when everybody is here. Where I can watch them. And listen. It is known. 

I did not jump at the window today. There were squirrels. Good for me. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Nine

I was a hero dog today. 

A giant spider tried to eat Niamh. I ate it first. Ha. Good for me. Niamh said I was a way way brave dog. Because spiders are scary. It is known.

It is cousin Ciara's sing happy birthday day today. She is not too old. Niamh called on the telephone to way far away Ireland. They laughed a lot. That is good.

There were lots of nasty squirrels on my beautiful patio today. 

I got bean treats. Because I was a no jumping on the window dog. Ha. Good for me. I hate squirrels.

It is not rainy today. Not too hot. It is just a nice day. I lay outside and had a nap.

There were more nasty squirrels in my beautiful vegetable garden. After lunch. Eating my own grown vegetables. My special green beans. I went into the den and barked and barked at them. They did not care. I hate squirrels. 

Everybody is reading for their universities. Except for Craig. He has to watch the football game. Oh well. I will have a nap in the den. On the comfy sofa. Maybe they will not get a new not for dogs sofa. Ha. 

Emmet had a nice long bath so he is all squeaky clean. That is good. You have to be squeaky clean to go to university. Especially inside your head. Zita told me. It is known. 

We played throw the ball in the afternoon. Sometimes Craig does not throw the ball very well. And we have to do it again. It is because he is old. Ha. 

Zita's had to push the very dangerous make the grass short machine all over today. I could not help. It is a too dangerous machine for dogs. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Eight

We got up way early. 

Zita told me my tummy was making so much noise she woke up. I did not hear it. Oh well.

Craig forgot to give me my good night dessert last night. That is why. Craig went to bed too early. 

We had a nice walk. Before the too much rain. We went on the long path where the nice lady leaves treats for me. I had one. Because I was a very good listener. I did not pull nearly at all. 

I had my breakfast when we got home. I was hungry. Because of last night. Oh well.

Craig slept in until way late. He has a sick tummy. He was in bed until after Niamh went to her dance a lot place. 

We did not have our toasts until way late. No jam on the toasts today. Jam is not good for sick tummies. It is known.

I got bean treats for not jumping on the window when the nasty squirrels came on my beautiful patio. That is good. 

Later I did not get any treats. I forgot. Oh well.

No jam on the lunch toasts either. Oh well. 

It rained a lot. All afternoon. I wanted to catch my ball. But I do not like being a soggy dog. So I only look out the side door. I do not want to go out in the too much rain. Oh well. 

It is hard being a dog. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Seven

Everybody is very busy. Except Craig. And me. 

We did not have toasts today. We had croissants way late. After playing throw the ball. Oh well. 

Craig is still a nice nurse in the long ago way far away England.

He should read more books all about the nice policeman with the very brave dog. In France. I like that book. 

Craig told me that we have to wait while the nice man writes more books. Oh dear. 

We cleaned the place where the music machines live. With smelly oil. To keep it nice and shiny. 

Emmet is at his university. Leaning all about way old people. And how they lived. Zita drove him to his university because he is a bit sore. Where they put the nasty holes in him. Craig drove him all safe home. Oh dear. 

I will go and sleep on his bed to keep him all safe. It is my job. 

Zita and I used the way noisy machine to make the house all spic and span. We moved the comfy rug in the living room. And the den. Too bad for Craig.  He had to leave to read his book. 

Craig and I had another croissant later. No jam on the croissants today. Just butter. Oh well. 

No dance a lot tonight. No university tonight. Everyone all at home. Except Niamh. She has to visit her friends. And eat ice cream. That is all right. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Six

We went for a nice walk this morning. It is not so hot day. Zita had to wear a nice fuzzy sweater. 

We did not see anybody. They were all asleep. Ha. 

Craig told Zita there was a lot of snow way out by the very big mountains. I heard him. Where his cousin lives. That is not right. I do not like that. It is not even play in all the leafs time. 

Craig's cousin has horses and dogs. On a ranch. She catches cows with her horses. I do not know what they do when they catch them. Cows are very big.  Oh well. 

Niamh has a sick tummy. And a sore head. She did not go to her dance a lot school today. She did not even wake up until way past lunch time. Oh dear.

Niamh was asked to be in a very very important dance at her dance a lot school. Just her. She is very happy. She did not even have to try for it. That is good. 

I like it when everybody is happy. And in our own house. With their own cosy duvets and pillows and beds. Like mine. It is known.

Zita has to go and see all of Niamh's new teachers tonight. To make sure they are nice. 

Emmet was at his university all day. Learning even more about the war nobody wanted. And about way old Africa. Where the scary lions live. Because it is hot there. Too hot for me. 

Craig and Niamh and Emmet are going to have Irish chicken. When Zita is out. That is good. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Five

It is a nice quiet day. No loud thunder again today. That is good.

We had toasts late today. Because Craig slept in. I had to jump on him until he was all awake. Oh well.

We did not throw my ball until late today. Until after toasts. And coffee. Craig is very slow.  Oh dear. 

Zita went to her nearly new job today. On her bicycle.

Zita had to sleep in Niamh's bed last night. Niamh had a way scary dream. She was watching a scary movie in bed before she went all asleep. She is silly. Zita said she was silly too. 

I slept in my own room. So Craig would not be afraid if he had some scary dreams. Ha. 

My friend Niamh came home early from her dance a lot school. She had a sore tooth. Craig had to drive her to her nice dentist's store.

I guarded Emmet and my house. All by myself. I got peanut butter treats. 

Emmet is reading all his university books today. He does not have to go to his university today. He has to make his Irish tea all by him self. Oh well. 

My friend Emmet and I looked out the watching window today when I was guarding our beautiful house. There was nothing interesting. No lions or elephants. Oh well. Emmet says that was good. Lions are way too scary he told me. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Four

We had a nice quiet day. It is a very nice day. No very loud thunder at all. 

There were two nasty squirrels playing on my beautiful patio today. I got in a bit of trouble. Oh dear. I hate squirrels. 

Zita worked all day in our own house. I helped. On my comfy summer duvet. 

Craig just reads his book. And drinks his coffee. And throws the ball for me. That is good.

Emmet told me his all about dangerous people professor is very nice. And interesting. You can even watch him on the computer. Instead of very noisy games. Ha.

Niamh is teaching dance a lot today. Zita went to get her at her school. So she should not be late at the new dance a lot place. Teachers cannot be late. It is known.

Zita is going to her university tonight. Not way too late she told me. Just a bit late. 

She told me not to worry. I will. I always worry if I am not taking care of my family. What if there are fierce lions hiding in the bushes. Or tigers. Oh dear. 

Zita almost made a nice dinner for Craig and Emmet and Niamh. They have to finish it. So they do not have to eat only pasta or peanut butter sandwiches. And get sick. Ha. Too bad for them.

Zita wrote out all the rules for making the food. So they would not make a mistake. 

We went for a long walk before my dinner today. Because it is a university night. Zita told me I am in charge again tonight. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Three

We had a very busy day.  

Zita had to go and feed my friends Jamie and Zorro. So they would not starve to death. Professor Jill is their family. She had to go on a very little trip. To see a friend. Who cannot leave his house. Jamie does not know him. Oh well.

Zita is going to go again tonight. To make sure Jamie and Zorro are all happy. And have their own comfy pillows. And their dinner. And that they share. Ha.

We saw my friends the ducks today.

Zita went to her nearly brand new job today. Craig drove her. It is way downtown. With no nice parks like our house. Not even a pond. Just big buildings. And cars. Oh dear.

Emmet has to go to his university tonight. For his class all about dangerous people. And Uncle Joe. And his friend Mister Collins. We have books about them. Ha.

Uncle Bill sent me pictures on the flat computer. Of lots of dogs barking. In way far away France. 

Maybe the are the very nice policeman's dogs. That is nice. 

They are very loud dogs. I did not understand them. I do not speak French anymore. Only Bouvier dogs from way long long ago spoke French. Or if they live there. Not me. I live here. With my own family. Good for me.

Craig can speak French. Niamh says he does not speak it very well. Oh well. Craig told her he can order croissants in all the French restaurants in the world. Ha. I love croissants. With nice jam. In the morning. 

Niamh is teaching dance a lot until late tonight. 

There will only be Zita and Craig and me for dinner. Oh dear. 

I like it most when everyone is at home having dinner and I get to sleep between the kitchen and the dinning room. Then I know where everybody is. That is right. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Two

Last night I had another scary night. 

There was a party down my street. There were silly people who made fireworks go off. They were very loud and way too bright. I did not like it at all. Zita and I stayed in the kitchen. Then it was all over. 

Fireworks do not scare Zita. Or Craig. That is good. 

I only had a small nice walk this morning. I could still smell the nasty fireworks in my own park. I did not like this. My friends the ducks were all scared too. I did not see them today. They were hiding.

We came home and had our toasts. That is good. 

I had to go in the kitchen and sit for a while. Because of the nasty squirrels. I hate squirrels. Oh well.

Zita had to go shopping for new beautiful clothes for her new job this afternoon. She goes to the office sometimes. And sometimes she writes the important things here. Because she has her own made Irish tea here. 

Craig and I played throw the ball a lot today. That is good.  He says I am the most stubborn dog in the world. Ha. He says I am relentless. That is true. Good for me.

Emmet has to read all his books he got yesterday. He is very busy. He will have to have Irish tea too.

Uncle Bill is still in France. With Auntie Louise. Going to cheese stores. And wine farms. And eating at restaurants with table sheets. No lions or elephants in France. It is known.

Craig is finished being a Roman doctor. He found the nasty person. That is good. Now he is a lady nurse. In way far away England. In the war nobody wanted. She does not have a nice dog either. Oh well. 

Niamh was outside making her fingernails all beautiful. I could not go out side. I had to guard Niamh through my watching window. Too bad for me. I do not want to have way beautiful nails. 

Craig says I am beautiful already. That is true. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety One

It was a very scary night. Last night. Lots and lots of way way loud thunder and way bright lightening.

I did not look out the watching window. I stayed with Craig in the cosy den. He watched his football team again.They lost.

Very big trees fell down. Not on my street. People did not have any lights in their house. People need lights. Dogs do not. Too bad for them. Ha.

Some streets had way too much rain and their cars all drowned. Oh dear. Not our cars. That is good.

Thunder is very scary. It does not care if you are a nice big fierce dog like me. It still makes way too much noise. That is why I stayed in the cosy den with Craig. Thunder does not scare him.Too bad for the thunder. Ha.

I did not want to go for a long walk this morning. In case the thunder came back.

Niamh stayed up late last night. At a party. Zita had to go get her because it was late. And maybe fierce lions were hiding in the bushes.

She to get up early to go to dance a lot. She was still asleep. Zita had to drive her. Ha.

Niamh had more toe dancing this afternoon. She will be way tired. Too bad for her.

Emmet had to walk to the funny little book store. It is near Mister Nicastro's smelly cheese store. They sell only books nobody will read. Except Emmet and his friends at the university.

I like cheese. It is my favourite. And green beans. And toasts with jam.

No way loud thunder today. That is good. It is known.

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety

It was only Craig and I here today. Everyone else went to school. Craig and I had bagels and played throw the ball.

The present man brought me a package. Three new throwing balls. Brand new. Just for me. Because I am such are brave watching dog. Ha.

After our bagels for lunch it got all dark and there was so much rain I could not see my pond. There was way scary loud thunder and way way bright lightening too. 

My friends the ducks will be scared. Oh dear. It is very blowing out. Too blowing for walking outside. 

Craig was not scared. That is good. Or my friend Emmet. I was a little bit scared. They did not know. Ha. We looked out my watching window at the way too much rain. We were very brave. It is known. 

All our outside beautiful lights came on. In the middle of the day. That is not right. 

Zita went to get Niamh in the gold big car. So she would not be scared by the very loud thunder. Or drown in the way too much rain. 

I did not go for a nice walk. I could still here the scary thunder. Nobody else could here it. I could. Too bad for them.

Everybody got home. All safe. Not wet at all. That is good. Niamh is going to a party at the new dance a lot place. I am going to stay here. To guard the house. And Emmet and Craig and Zita. 

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Nine

I was a hero last night. I got treats. Ha.

I was asleep on my comfy bed in Zita and Craig's room. I heard yelling and crying from my friend Niamh's room. Nasty dangerous people in Niamh's room. That is not all right. Oh dear. 

I jumped up and ran way way fast into her room. I jumped up on the high bed to find the nasty people. I stood between Niamh and the noise as fierce as can be. With a way scary growl. Ha.

It was only her little computer making the scary noises. Oh dear. 

Zita and Niamh said I was the bravest dog in the world. I got treats. I did not feel silly. You never feel silly if you get treats. It is known.

This morning Zita told Craig all about it. After our walk. When we were having our toasts. Zita told Craig  that last night I was another dog. As fierce and scary as could be. She said I had a brave heart. Craig said he was not surprised. He said I was the best guard dog ever. I heard them. It is true. 

We played throw the ball a lot today. Even after I got in trouble when I was digging up the stones.

Emmet started his university today. He got up early. To have a nice bath. So he would not be all smelly for university. He walked to his nice university.  All by himself. 

He is going to learn all about the war nobody wanted again. With different story tellers this year. And stories all about long long ago Africa. That is where Uncle Bill visited all the lions and elephants. 

And another all about scary dangerous people. Emmet said he hopes his great grandfather and his great Uncle Joe will be in his new story books. They were way dangerous people. Craig has a book. They are in it. With pictures. They lived in way far away. Not here.

Niamh is very tired. It takes a long time to remember how to dance a lot everyday. She has dance a lot tonight again. She does not come home until late. Maybe Zita will ask me to get in the gold big car to get her. Because I am the best guarding dog in the world. I heard Craig say so. It is true. Ha.

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Eight

We had a nice quiet morning. It is a nice day for our walk. That is good.

Zita was very busy working with the get new lady rascals people. My comfy summer duvet is hanging outside. Getting all dried by the nice warm sunshine. I was a big help. I had a nap on the floor. 

Craig is still making the extra computer all better. Zita will take it to the office. For when she works there. And not here. She went there today on her bicycle. I did not go. Dogs cannot ride bicycles. Oh well.

Niamh had a very nice time teaching all the little boys and girls dance a lot. That is good.

I did not lose my favourite ball today. That is good. Craig is not a very good finder. 

Emmet is reading all his new books for his new professors at his university. He starts tomorrow. He will have to get up way early. Ha. He will have to eat his donuts when he is still all asleep. Ha.

I got peanut butter on my ear when I had my peanut butter treat. Craig washed my ear. Then it was all spic and span. That is good. Nobody wants peanut butter ears. It is known. 

My street was very busy this afternoon. Everybody comming home from their school. Everybody was happy. That is good. 

We might still get a new no dogs sofa for the den. Too bad for me. Craig and Zita were talking about it last night. I heard them. Oh dear. 

Everybody is home for dinner tonight. No universities. No dance a lot. Just all of us. That is good. And Zita's friend Mister Jamie who helps her cook. I never see him. I do not think he is real. People are silly. 

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Seven

It is still a hot day. Not way too hot. A loud thunder day. I do not like loud thunder. Zita does not like loud thunder either. Craig does not mind it. He is brave even if he is way old. That is good.

Emmet and Zita went Emmet's university to buy lots of books for his university. University people love books. It is known. Emmet has lots and lots. They live on the floor. Ha.

Niamh is off at school. The first time since the summer came. She is teaching tonight. For real money. So she can go to the expensive coffee store. Ha. 

Zita went to the dance a lot school to get her. Because of the loud thunder. I stayed here. To guard all the clothes getting all dry. In my side yard.

Our cheese party friends are going to come for a visit. In a little while. We will have a cheese party. We always have parties when they visit us.  They like nice dogs like me. That is good.

Craig is still a roman doctor. He has lost another person. A little boy. Oh dear. He should get a nice big dog to help him. It is known. 

I lost my only really good catching ball all morning. It was under the big food closet. Craig did not look there. Oh well.

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Six

We got lots and lots of beans from our beautiful garden last night. Beans are my favourite treats. Green beans. And our own made potatoes. That is good.

We cleaned the house all clean and tidy. Even Niamh's room. Ha.

It is a sunny day. It did not rain today at all. That is good. We saw everybody on our nice long walk this morning. It was not too hot in the morning. We had toasts. That is good too.

Niamh came home from the house in the scary woods. She did not get eaten by the wolves. That is good. She had a good time with her dance a lot friends. On big rubber boats. In the very big river. There are no sharks it the river. That is good. Just giant fish. Oh dear.

Niamh's school starts tomorrow. Oh dear. Beginning school is allways scary. I was always scared when I went to school. I was not way good at school. Oh well.  

Tomorrow night Niamh starts her new job teaching little girls and boys how to dance fast. At the brand new dance a lot place. Niamh is always very busy. It is known. 

We only went for a little walk before dinner. It is a way hot day. I get too hot. So does Zita. We came back to our house. Craig put the make the house all nice and not way too hot machine on. That is good.

Uncle Bill's phone talked to our flat little computer. Uncle Bill is in a dangerous place. No lions. No giant crocodiles. Just way too fast drivers. On way too small roads. In way too little cars. In Spain. Oh dear. That is not good. 

Uncle Bill is too big for way little cars. Oh dear.

Zita is going to take Niamh to school tomorrow morning. In the gold big car. Because it is the first day of school. I cannot go. I bark too much. Too bad for me.