Day Eight Hundred and Forty Five

It is a not so busy day. That is good. I have been way too busy. Zita too. And Niamh. And Emmet. 

We waited for Niamh to go to her dance a lot school before we went for our nice walk. Craig was still in bed. I jumped on the bed to get him all awake. It is a sore shoulder day he said. Oh dear. He is old. 

We did not play catch the ball very much today. Oh well. 

Emmet and Zita are still writing their important stories for their universities. Except at lunch time. Zita had to talk on the telephone to lots of famous lady rascals. From far away. 

It was scary she said. I had a nap on my comfy duvet. To keep Zita company. So she would not be so scared. 

Craig spent all afternoon moving everything all around in the den. Making the music machines all work. There are two many music machines in this house. There are lots and lots in the scary basement. In the big dark room with all the shelves. I saw them. They do not make music. They are resting Craig said. Ha.

The parcel man brought Niamh a present. Not a secret present. A just because a present from Craig and Zita. It is a special toe dance costume. A stick straight out dress. 

It is a tutu dress. Niamh told me. That is a silly name. Craig said it should be a one one because Niamh is not so way tall. 

Everyone thinks Craig is way silly. It is true. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Forty Four

We had another way busy day. 

Craig had to drive Zita to way down town. She could not drive her go fast bicycle today. She had to take her special go to parties clothes. In a big bag. 

Zita has to go to the very big castle hotel way downtown. They are having a party for all the nice lady rascals. So everybody can say hello to each other. And eat little bits of food. 

Zita will have to stay at the castle hotel until way late. Craig told me he will drive to downtown to bring her home. Because it is all dark out. When the lions and the giant raccoons hide in the bushes. I will guard our nice house. 

Last night on the television we saw the poor Scotsman soldier who died. His soldier friends took him all the way back to his nice home. 

All the Scotsmen soldiers in the world were there to say good bye. They had lots and lots of bagpipes to play the way sad music Scotsman music. Bagpipes are only good for way sad music. It is known. Scotsmen like bagpipes. And porridge. I do not know why. 

Craig likes bagpipes and he is only a pretend Scotsman. Oh well. 

We had toasts today. With only a little bit of jam. Oh well.

Emmet is making dinner tonight. Because Zita has to eat only way too small sandwiches at the castle hotel. We will have pasta. And brocklies. 

Niamh is going to take me for my nice walk tonight. That is good. 

Craig's hockey team won last night. I did not see it. I was asleep.

Everybody at Zita's new university liked her special story with the nice music. They did not dance. I do not know why they did not dance. When there is music in my house Niamh always dances. Too bad for them. 

Day Eight Hundred and Forty Three

We had to get up in the middle of the night. Zita had to drive Professor Jill to an important meeting. I could not go. Or my friend Zoro. When Zita came home she went back to our comfy bed. Me too. Until late. 

We did not have toasts today. We were fast asleep instead. Craig was not. He was all awake. He was just looking out the window and drinking too much coffee. Too bad for him. 

Craig did not forget to get my food. We have a giant bag. Just for me. That is good.

We had a way busy day. Zita and Emmet are writing important stories for their nice universities. All day long. 

Craig and I were a big help. I kept Zita company on my cosy duvet. That is good. Zita says I am always a big help. If there are no squirrels on my beautiful patio. I hate squirrels.

Zita's special story has to be all done for tonight. Oh dear. Oh dear. It has music too.

Craig has to go and get a special wire for Niamh's phone. Or her phone will not talk to anybody. And she will have to hide in the basement. Oh dear. That is not good. 

I do not need special wires to talk to everybody. That is good. I do not like the basement very much. Except for Emmet's cosy bedroom. And the comfy bed with all the pillows.

This is Zita's night to go to Mister Saint Paul's university. She does not have dinner here. We will have to eat all by ourselves. Craig and Emmet and Niamh will have pizza. They will not have any nice vegetables. No nice treats for me. Oh well. 

Craig's football team won last night. Everyone was surprised.  Not just Craig. I heard the radio talking about it. So it is true. Ha. 

The parcel man brought secret presents today. Ha. That is good. I like secret present time.  

Day Eight Hundred and Forty Two

It is a very busy day. The fix-it man came to stop all the ice from making it too slippy for Craig's go fast chair. In the way too cold winter. He is very noisy. The lots of noise is a bit scary. 

I stayed with Craig in the den. Sometimes I watched the fix-it man out the kitchen window. I did not have a nice nap ion my cosy bed. In the kitchen. 

It is a nice sunny day. But not so warm. 

Craig has to go to my own hospital to get a big bag of my special good for my tummy food. We are nearly finished the down the basement bag. There will not be any dinner for me if Craig does not go. Too bad for me.

Zita took her car to Mister Paul's tire store last night. So they can put the do not get stuck in the snow tires on the gold big car. That is good. It is not good to be stuck in the snow. It is known.

Emmet has no nice university this week. It is the special time to write lots of interesting stories week. 

Emmet is very busy. He is writing about his great great uncle. He was a way dangerous person. He is in books about dangerous people from way far away. Even Emmet's great grand father was a dangerous person. 

I do not think my great great grand father was dangerous. I think he was a famous brave dog who kept all his cows safe. That is good. 

Craig says his great great grandfather probably stole sheep. Oh dear. That is not right. Craig says that is what long time ago Scotsmen did. I think they all went to jail. Ha. 

Why would you steal sheep. Sheep are way too smelly. And messy. People are silly. Dogs would not steal sheep. Some dogs steal other dog's bouncy balls. Oh well. 

All the leaves are falling on to my lawn. Squirrels hide in the leaves. I hate squirrels. 

Day Eight Hundred and Forty One

Zita had to go to bed early last night. She had a sick tummy. I went to bed to keep her cosy. So she would not have way cold feet.

Everybody went to bed early last night. Me too. That is good.

Craig and I got up late this morning because somebody made all our clocks forget a whole hour.

I do not know who does this. I do not know where the whole hour goes. I think it is stolen. But nobody cares. Except me. People are very silly. What if they steal our green beans. Or my catching balls. 

It is Sunday. We had brand new bagels for our very late breakfast. From Mister Kettleman's tasty bagel store. On our very busy street.

We have tub cheese on our bagels. Not nice Mister Nicastro's smelly cheese. Oh well.

The poor Scotsman soldier who died had two nice dogs. We saw them on the television. They are at his house. Waiting for him to come home. He is not going to go back to his house anymore. 

That is ok. He will wait for them. In heaven. He will talk to Saint Newton. Saint Newton will tell the nice dogs not to worry. The Scotsman soldier will not forget them. He will be lonely until they come to keep him company on his walks. It is known. 

Everybody is way busy writing very interesting long stories for their schools. Except for Craig. And me.

Craig is still a Scotsman. Hiding in a dark smelly cave. I would not like that. There are no comfy pillows or nice duvets in caves. It is known. Just fierce big bears and spiders. Oh dear.

Everybody had baths today so they will smell all spic and span. Craig and I did not have baths. Niamh and Emmet took all the hot water away. Oh dear. 

Day Eight Hundred and Forty

We had a real cheese party last night. With table sheets and candles and cheese. Because our cheese friends were here. Ha.

My friend Zoe came for a nice visit too. She had some of the special cheese too. She did not steal any of our silverware Craig said. That is good.

My cheese friends played Blue Bone with me. That is because they are my friends. Good for us. 

Then I went to sleep on my comfy bed in the kitchen. Cheese parties make me tired. 

This morning Craig went to his old friends breakfast. Because it is Saturday. Everyone else was fast asleep. I had to jump right on top of Zita to wake her up. So we could have our nice walk. Cheese parties make everybody tired. It is known.

We drove Niamh to her dance a lot place. In the gold big car. She was tired too. Emmet was still fast asleep. Emmet likes his comfy bed.

In the car was a too much barking dog. I got in trouble. Oh dear. At lunch time I could not get in the car to bring her home. Because I was in trouble. Too bad for me.

The weather was all soggy after lunch. We did not play catch the ball very much. Oh well. 

Zita made the beautiful garden all ready for the too much snow time. I could not help. 

There were more nasty squirrels on my beautiful patio. On my special pumpkins. 

They would steal the pumpkins if I did not bark very loudly at them. Craig says the pumpkins are too big for nasty squirrels to steal. He is wrong. Too bad for him.

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Nine

Our cheese friends are coming for a cheese party.  Ha. That is good.

Niamh went to her dance a lot school today. She said she is all better. Craig does not believe her. Again. Oh well.

We had toasts today. No jam. Too bad for me.

I helped Zita make the gold big car all spic and span. She said pigs lived in it. That is not true. Pigs cannot open car doors. It is known. People are silly.

I was a big help.

Emmet is at his nice university. It is a remember everything thing exam day. Oh dear. I do not like exams. I did not go to my exam. Zita said that she already knew what I knew. That is good.

Craig will go and bring Emmet home from his exam. Exams make you tired.

When he gets home maybe our cheese friends will be here. That is nice.

They will have nice Irish tea. And cookies. Guests always have cookies. Or they will not come back for a visit. Oh dear.

We had a cheese party. With special cheese from the nice hotel town. I found some on the floor. That is because of Saint Newton. 

Emmet and Niamh got presents. I did not get any presents. Oh well. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Eight

I had a nice quiet walk with my friend Jamie this morning that was nice. It is a nice day. Not so cold. Not rainy at all. That is good. 

My pond is all empty. My friends the ducks are all gone for their vacation. I do not know where they go. It must be a secret. 

When we got home I got toasts. Good for me.

Niamh is still sick. Not so sick as yesterday. I got up on her bed for a long time. I was a pillow. Ha. Good for me. When she watched television on her little computer. I had a nice nap. On her comfy bed. 

Niamh's bed is more comfy than our big bed. Oh well. But it is not so big. Only room for Niamh and me. Ha.

Emmet does not have a remember everything exam today. His nice university said it was not fair because of the poor soldier who died yesterday. That is right. 

They played the sad bells this morning. I heard them. From downtown. From the big tower at the rascals place.

All the rascals had to back to work today. Because they are not scared of nasty people. Just elections. Or very scary lions who hide in the bushes at night. That is why the rascals only work in the daytime. It is known.

Zita is going shopping with our cheese friend today. That is good. They will have a nice lunch. That is what friends do. When they go shopping. And have wine. 

I stayed on Niamh's bed this afternoon. When Craig took Emmet to his nice university. Now she is nearly all better. I am a big help when you are a bit sick. 

When Craig got home I stayed on the comfy sofa in the den. He had to read his Scotsman book. He has no oatmeal cookies. He ate them all. Ha. Too bad for him. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Seven

We had a very dangerous day. A way nasty man shot one of our soldiers. Dead. That is not right. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

I will talk to my friend Saint Newton tonight. About this. When everyone is fast asleep. Except me. 

Then the nasty man went to where all our rascals work. Our rascal's guard shot him. Dead. 

These are the nasty people Emmet learns about in his very dangerous people class. Emmet was angry. Me too. 

They should not be in my city. That is not right. I saw it on the television. They brought the very fierce police dogs into our rascal place. To find nasty people. And bite them. That is good. 

Some of my relatives are police dogs. In France. They get all the croissants they want for their lunch. Craig told me. And way smelly cheese. Like the cheese from Mister Nicastro's smelly store. That is a good store.

Nasty dangerous people will not come to my house. I am guarding it. When I am guarding my house I am very fierce. It is known. And my friend Emmet has a cannon. In his comfy bedroom. Ha. Too bad for them.

Our cheese friends are in my city for important meetings. They will come for a nice visit. And maybe a cheese party. 

Zita made a giant pot of soup. All by herself. All made from the way tasty vegetables from our beautiful garden. For our cheese party friends. 

Niamh is still sick. She is staying in bed to do her homework. We did not have toasts this morning. Oh well. 

Emmet has a remember everything exam tomorrow at his nice university. 

I had a very busy dsy.

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Six

Niamh had a way bad cough. In the middle of the night. I could not go in to help. Because she was way too hot. Zita had to make her all cold with soggy towels. Oh dear. Oh dear.

Craig said she was not all better last time. Niamh said she was. Craig was right. Too bad for Niamh.

Zita took her to the very nice doctor this morning. To make her all better. That is good.

It is a soggy day. And windy. Niamh will stay in bed because she is sick. It is a good day to be in a comfy cosy bed. 

We had fat toasts today. Only one though. Oh well. 

The nice doctor said Niamh could not go to school or dance a lot tomorrow either. That is good. 

I will be a big help. I will have a nice nap on her high comfy bed. That will be a big help. Zita said so. That is good.

Emmet has a sick tummy too. Oh dear. I will have to be very busy tonight. 

Emmet went to his nice university anyway. Because it is nearly remember everything time again. 

Zita has to go to her new Mister Saint Paul's university tonight for an important meeting. 

I am not in charge tonight. I will be too busy with Niamh and Emmet. It is my job. I will have nice naps on their beds. To keep their feet all toasty. 

Maybe Emmet will tell me stories all about the way old Gods.  Or stories from his all about the dangerous people class. That would be nice. Or brave dogs. Like me. Ha.

Craig will be in charge. Oh well.

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Five

Zita and Niamh came home. Late late. Craig was right. Everyone had their very own beds last night. And pillows. That is good.

Zita brought lots of tasty food for us. From the nice little town. Where the hotel with the table sheet restraurent was.

Niamh's friend lives in a tiny tiny room at her university. Niamh saw it. And she shares the bathroom with everybody in the world. Oh dear. Niamh would not like that. At all.

I am not in charge anymore. That is good. You get way tired when you are in charge.

We all went be bed early. Except my friend Emmet. Oh well.

We had a nice walk in the cold this morning. Winter is coming. It is known. Ha.

We only had one toasts today. Oh well. And Craig had to drink too many coffees today. We only played catch the ball a few times. Oh well.

Emmet came up from his cosy bedroom and we played. He was tired of too much remembering. He had to make more Irish tea. And peanut butter sandwiches.

He has to go to his very dangerous people class tonight. Until late. 

Maybe he will take his giant lion spear with him. In case the lions are hiding in the way long tunnels at his nice university. Or his special Viking axe. That lives under his bed. I saw it. All by myself. Ha.

Niamh is helping at dance a lot tonight. And Zita has two meetings. After dinner meetings. Oh dear. Everybody is very busy. 

Craig and I will be here by ourselves. He will watch a nice movie. Craig does not watch scary movies by himself. Good for us. 

Craig told me we are still very brave even if we do not watch way scary movies. That is true.

Then he will go in the silver little car to Emmet's nice university. So Emmet will not be chased by the scary lions on the way back to our house. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Four

I am still in charge. Zita is still away at the nice hotel. Where they make the tasty wine

We had to get up early today. Sundays are not get up early days. Too bad for me

Niamh and I had a nice walk. We saw all the nasty squirrels in the world. On my streets. I hate squirrels.

It is a not very warm day. A good day to have an outside nap day.

Niamh is going to visit her dance friend at her university. In Montreal. You have to drive for a not so long time to go to Montreal. Her other dance friends are driving the car. Not my friend Niamh.

They will have a nice lunch. That is what you do in Montreal. There are wonderful croissant restaurants in Montreal. Even whole streets. Craig told me

I would go to a croissant restaurant. Some very nice restaurants like dogs to visit. Not all though. Too bad for me.

Uncle Bill came for his coffee visit today. He brought Emmet a present. A way good present. A giant spear. From way far away Africa. To protect us from the dangerous lions. There are lots of lions in Africa. There are only lions here in the summer. They hide in the bushes at night. It is known. Lions are scary.  

The spear is too big for squirrels. Oh well.

In the way too cold winter we have very fierce wolves. They do not have wolves in Africa. Just here. 

It is only me and Emmet and Craig for dinner tonight. Zita and Niamh are still not home. I do not like that. I get worried. Craig has to tell me it is ok. All the time. I still worry. 

There are not enough people in my house today. That is not right. Craig says everyone will be home in their own beds tonight. With their own comfy pillows. That is good.

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Three

Last night Zita was not here. She is not way so very far away. At a comfy hotel. With all her lady friends. I was in charge. Ha.

Niamh's dance a lot friends came to our house last night. There were lots and lots of them. They filled up my kitchen. And ate all the cookies. Then they went to the dance a lot movie. I had to take care of all of them. Because they were in my house.

Craig and Emmet went out to have their dinner. So they would not starve to death. To a too many chips restaurant. Ha.

I stayed home to guard the house. I was very tired. It is way hard taking care of all the dance a lot friends. 

I slept up on the big bed last night. Because I am in charge.

This morning Niamh and I went for our morning walk. 

Before we went I had to work very very hard to get Niamh out of bed. I jumped up on to the way high bed and pulled all the covers off. Ha. 

Then I had to talk and talk to her. Or she would still be all fast asleep. Ha. She is nearly as slow as Craig. Oh dear. 

We had a nice walk. There were kabillions of squirrels. All over. I payed no attention to them at all. I got treats when I got home. Squirrels do not get treats. Ha. Good for me. 

Niamh had to go to dance a lot all day. To practice. And practice. 

Craig is going to talk to Mister Tony tonight. To bring tasty pizzas to our house. That is good. 

Emmet is way busy. Studying for his remember everything exams. All about far away Africa. A long long long time ago. Before my friends the Punics. And their elephants. There is a lot to remember Emmet says. Oh dear. He made a lot of Irish tea. That is what you do in his nice university. 

Craig's football team lost. Again. Oh well. 

Zita is still away. I am still in charge. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty Two

It is a very busy day. All the nice people came to get their big piles of newspapers to give to their friends. Zita had to take lots of newspapers to all the stores on the very busy street. And the schools. 

Our little newspaper has stories just about our neighbourhood. It has lovely pictures. It had pictures of my friends the ducks. All asleep. And of Niamh at the special dance parties. In her way beautiful costumes. One time it had my picture. Just one time. It is a good newspaper. It has lots of pictures.

It is another rainy day. I am not so soggy. Because I went to the make me beautiful store. There is not so much of me to get all soggy. Ha.

Emmet was at his nice university all day. To hear stories all about why people are all not the same. 

Oh dear. Zita is going away tonight. In the gold big car. For two days. With all her nice lady friends. To a very nice hotel. With big fluffy pillows. In a little bit far away city. Where they make beautiful wine. To have with your nice dinners. In not too many chips restaurants. Table sheet restaurants. With candles. And lots of tasty desserts. 

I will be in charge for two nights. Ha. 

I will have to sleep on the big bed. Or Craig will get scared. He told me. Ha. Good for me.

Craig and Emmet will just eat pasta. And no nice green beans. Or carrots. They will have sick tummies. 

Niamh has to go to a dance a lot place movie tonight. She sold lots of tickets to her friends. It is not a scary movie. That is good. They will eat pizza at the movie. With all her dance friends. 

Craig and Emmet should use the telephone and talk to Mister Tony. He will bring them pizza. So they will not stave to death. 

Craig's hockey team won again. He was surprised. Oh well. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirty One

We had to get up way early.  

I had to go to the make me beautiful store. The very nice make me beautitiful lady was there. Just for me. I like her.

She has a very noisy machine. I do not like the machine a lot. And my furry feet had to made all short. For the way too much snow. I did not like that either.

I do not like it when Zita leaves me there. All by myself. If my family is not there I should be at home guarding my beautiful house. Oh dear. 

I get a lot worried. I do not want to be forgotten by my family. It is known. Who would take care of them. It is my job. Saint Newton gave it to me. When I was just born.  It is known.

Craig and Zita did not forget where the make me beautiful store was. That is good. We went right back to my house. 

I had my breakfast. No toasts today. Oh well. I had a nap. The make me beautiful store makes me tired. 

My cosy duvet and my comfy bed are too dirty for me to sleep on. They had to go into the make everything clean machine. Oh well. I just slept on the big bed. 

Today is the bring all newspapers to my house day. The nice men in the very big truck came this afternoon. I remembered them. I did not bark at all. Good for me. 

Casey who visits Mister Bill barked at the nice men. Oh well. I cannot bark just because Casey barks. It is known. 

Emmet has no nice university today. Because of an important meeting far away. For his professor. Oh well.