Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Forty Two

I had a very busy day. And I had an adventure too.

I had to go to the make me beautiful store this morning. 

As soon as breakfast was over I had to go in the gold big car. 

I do not like it when the car is going. It is too noisy. I just like the car to be all still. And quiet. In my driveway. Ha. Too bad for me. 

Then I went into the make me beautiful store. They know my name. They say oh it is Miss Poppy. 

Then the nice lady had to make me all beautiful. You have to have an all over bath to be all beautiful. Oh dear. 

With special make me smell beautiful shampoo. I am not so furry now. 

Craig had to go and take Emmet to his nice university. 

He was not there when I was all beautiful. Oh dear.

So Zita and I went for the longest walk in the world. It was not even in my own nice neighbourhood. 

It was somewhere else. I do not know where. And it then it was all nasty hard pointy icy rain. 

And then Craig was at the wrong place. Because Emmet forgot to tell him. Oh dear. 

We walked all the way to the other giant hospital. And then Craig found us. 

Zita and I were a bit soggy. Oh dear. 

Then we were all at home. On my own street. In my own house. On my own comfy bed. And all beautiful again. Craig and Zita told me. That is good.

And I had a nap. Going to the make me beautiful store always makes me tired. Oh well.

Zita had even more important meetings this afternoon. Way downtown. When I had my nap. 

Niamh was at Kathy's house today. Learning interesting things. All about reading. 

I can not read. Craig always reads me the not so scary parts of his interesting books. If they have nice dogs in the stories. That is good. 

Dogs can not read so well. We are just way good listeners. It is known. 

Niamh's friends are going to come to my house for tasty bagels. From Mister Kettleman's bagels store. 

Tonight they are going to a pretend you are Irish party. Oh dear. 

Only my friend Niamh is all Irish. 

Miss Georgie is from way far away Italy. And Miss Courtney is from way way way far away China. They are not even Irish. Oh dear. 

Maybe they will get in trouble. On dear. 

They should just go our nice make tasty Chinese food store instead. 

They do not care if you are Irish. Just if you like their way tasty Chinese food. It is known. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Forty One

Nobody had a nice sleep in today. 

Except Niamh. She was still way tired. She went all fast asleep right after our dinner. Ha.

Zita had a way early meeting. And Craig drove Emmet to his university. 

I guarded my friend Niamh and our house. All by myself. With my peanut butter treat.

When Zita came home we went for a walk. I did not want to go. I was all comfy on my own bed. With my own soft blanket. 

So said she would have to go to our nice bank all by herself. That is not right. 

I always go to the bank with Zita. It is the nice bank. On the busy street. Where nice dogs get giant treats. 

All the people there know my name. They say it is the very nice dog Miss Poppy. Let's give her a giant treat. Ha. It is true. 

So I went. Good for me.

I did not go to the make me beautiful store today. 

Craig was wrong. It is tomorrow. He is very old. Oh well.

Tomorrow is the everybody pretend to be Irish day. That is silly. 

Zita and Emmet and Niamh are all Irish. They have little red books that say they are Irish. All in Irish. With their pictures in it. Ha. 

I am not Irish. I have lots of pieces of paper too. They say I am Miss Poppy Taylor. I am a fierce Bouvier dog. From way far away France. 

Where they make all the tasty croissants. And all the tasty cheeses. Ha. Good for me. 

Last night we watched the detectives from way far away way up north. They caught all the nasty people. Ha. That is good.

Craig is now another detective. In a city with no streets. Just big canals. Just like ours. But lots more. And way way old. 

Their canals never get all slippery for skating. Oh well. Too bad for them. 

I do not know why they do not have nice streets like mine. Just old canals. 

Maybe everybody there is soggy all the time. Ha. Too bad for them. 

Zita is going out with her lady friends tonight. To the just chocolate desserts store. Ha. 

Maybe Craig and Emmet will watch the scary Vikings tonight. Msybe.  

I will have a nice nap. Naps are not scary. Ha. Good for me. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Forty

Craig had another sleep in today. Because of his not all right shoulder. Oh dear.

I had to wait until late before we could play catch the ball. 

And I would not eat my nice breakfast until late. 

I was very hungry. 

But I can not have my nice breakfast before we have our toasts. It is known. So I had to wait and wait. Oh well. 

Emmet was very tired this morning. Because he had to write his brand new story. Nearly all night. Oh dear. That is not right.

Today is Emmet's all day at his university day. Oh dear. 

My friend Niamh is came home today. That is good. She will have her nice dinner with us. 

She was way way way tired too. It is known. She had a nice nap. Before our tasty dinner.

Tonight she can sleep in her own big comfy bed. With her own pillows. Ha. That is good. 

Zita put all the paper everywhere on our dining room table. The rascal ladies make lots of paper. Oh well.

Before our lunch we went for a nice walk. But I stepped in a big hole. Full of nasty water. Oh dear. I had to have a bath when I got home. Oh well.

Tomorrow I go to the make me beautiful store. So I will not be way too furry. Oh dear. 

I do not like going to the make me beautiful store so much. Oh well. 

Maybe I will get treats when I get home.

It is still a not so nice rainy day. But not so cold. That is good.

Then Zita had to go to another important meeting. And Craig had to go and bring my friend Emmet home from his nice university. Maybe for nice nap. 

So I guarded the house. All alone. Good for me.

Craig's friend Mister Tom brought more nice programs for the television. From far way. 

Now Zita will know who the nasty people are in the very long detective program. That is good.

When Zita came home she brought my giant bag of my tasty food. Ha. That is good. It is good to have nice food. So you won't be way too hungry. 

Zita says some people do not have any food. At all. That is not right. 

I do not know why they do not have so much food. 

Sometimes we give our extra food to the special free food store. That is right. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty Nine

We had a sleep in today. And today was not even a sleep in day. Ha. 

Emmet was up even before Zita. Oh dear.

It is not so nice today. It is a rainy cold day. I did not go for a nice walk. 

I am too furry and I get way too dirty. That is why I am going to the make me beautiful store. So I will not be too furry. 

They will cut my feet nails too. Maybe they will paint them all red. Like Niamh's. Maybe. 

Niamh is still not in her nice comfy bed at nighttime. Oh dear. I do not like that so much. 

She is still mountain sliding. With her dance a lot friends.

My friend Emmet has to write another brand new animal story. Oh dear. 

Because his professor did not tell everybody her different rules. That is not right. 

Now Emmet is a bit sad. Zita made him lots of Irish tea and some cheese sandwiches. And she brought him a chocolate cake. 

When people get you tasty food it makes you feel all better. It is known. 

Zita had to go to the other bank. Not my nice bank. I could not go. Oh well. 

I had to guard Craig and Emmet. Oh well.

Craig and I played the catch the ball game a lot today. When he was not reading for our nice Queen. That is good. 

We watched a very long program on the television. Last night. Another detective in way far away England. I just had a nice nap. Because it was too long.

Today is everyone have a nice nap day. The radio told us. 

When Craig and I had our peanut butter sandwich for our lunch. Naps are nice. 

Not everybody can have have naps. That is not right. 

If you do not have nice naps you will be all too tired. And you will forget everything. And get in trouble. Oh well. 

Zita has to go to a meeting tonight. For our nice newspaper. Maybe her last one. 

They have to find a new person to give everyone their newspapers. Oh well. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty Eight

We had a nice quiet day. Because it is Sunday. 

And my friend Niamh is not here. It is always too quiet when Niamh is not here.

She is still sliding down the nearly mountains. With her dance a lot friends. 

Zita and I did not go for a nice walk this morning. Everyone was too tired. Even me too.

We got brand new croissants for our lunch. They were even hot. Ha. 

Emmet puts cheese on his croissants. Ha. Those are tasty croissants. 

Emmet is nearly finished writing his all about animals and the old Gods. That is good. 

Lots of writing make you very tired. Then you have to have big cups full of Irish tea. 

And have a make you squeaky clean bath. Then you are all wide awake again. Ha.

Craig is just reading for our nice Queen. In the den. And making things on the fast big computer for the nice Queen. That is good. 

It is good to have a nice Queen. She never just yells at people. She just waves at them. And smiles. Smiling is good. 

The Quuen has lots of dogs. And way fast horses. Because she is the Queen. Ha. Good for us. 

Zita is making all the clothes all spic and span. In the noisy make clean clothes machine. 

Everybody is very very busy. Me too.

There were lots and lots of people on my street. 

Because there is a famous big contest today. For people sliding big fat rocks at each other. That is a silly game. 

I had to stay at my watching window to watch them. I do not want big fat rocks on my street. It is known.

Zita combed my ears so they would be all flappy in the wind. Ha. That is good. 

We will watch detectives from way far away tonight on the television. Because it is a nice quiet Sunday. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty Seven

It was a not cold at all today. All the too much snow was just being water. Everywhere.

Zita and I helped Craig find his old friends breakfast this morning. He did not get lost at all. Good for us.

Then we walked down the very busy street. The busy street is not so dirty. That is good. 

Our nice street is way messy. And I get very dirty. And have to have baths. Oh dear.

Then Zita and Niamh went for a nice lunch with Auntie Jane and Cousin Christina. 

At a new restaurant. Beside the busy street. Where my nice give tasty treats bank is. 

I guarded the house. Until Craig came home. He was at his old friends breakfast along time. 

Talking to his old friends. And drinking too much coffee. Our friend Mister Tom was there too.  

When he came home Craig did not need my help to find our house again. That is good. I could not go get him. I was way busy guarding the house.

Yesterday Mister Ric came to my house. Because Craig gave him music machines. He did not have even one. That is not right. Now he does. That is good.

This morning Emmet was very busy writing his big new story. And drinking Irish tea.

The people who make Emmet's play with his friends from all over game want them to try their brand new game. 

But it is a secret game. I do not know why. Oh well.

This afternoon after their nice lunch Zita drove Niamh to Miss Georgie's house. 

So all the dance a lot friends can all drive to the almost big mountains tomorrow. Very early in the morning. Our friend Miss Rowan is not going. That is too bad.

They are going to slide too fast down the mountain. And laugh a lot. And not sleep so much. Oh dear. 

I had to have another bath after our before dinner nice walk. Oh dear. The sidewalks are too dirty. I do not like too many all the time baths. 

Last night we watched the grumpy Doctor from way far away England on the television. In the den.

It is a funny program because everybody laughs a lot. 

It is hard to have a nice nap when everybody is laughing way loud. It is known. Oh well. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty Six

I had a nice quiet day.

Zita and I went for a nice walk. Before everything was all soggy. 

We were not soggy today. That is good. 

It is just all blue sky with sunny sheep clouds today. And not even too cold. That is good. 

I do not like being all too soggy. It is known. 

Zita had to go to give our nice newspapers to all the stores on the busy street. And talk to all the nice people. In the stores. 

I guarded the house. And Craig and Emmet. 

They were just reading their interesting books. And writing new stories. 

I looked out my watching window. To guard our house. And I had a nice nap.

Craig has to write new stories for our nice Queen. She asked him to. Yesterday. When he was way downtown.

Zita had to come home to fill up the gold big car. With our nice newspapers.

This morning Craig and I had peanut butter toasts. In the den. 

Tomorrow night Niamh is going to our not so far away little mountains. 

Where everybody can talk in French. And only eat way tasty own made croissants for their breakfast. That is good. 

I like croissants. Because I am French too. But I can not talk in French. Just dog. Oh well.

She is going with her dance a lot friends. To slide down the mountains. Way too fast. Oh dear. 

They are going to stay in a nice hotel. All together. In the same room. Oh dear. And sleep there all night. Oh dear.

I am not going. There is not enough room for me in the bed. Because of all the too many dance a lot friends.

Craig said that nice dogs like me have too many feet to slide fast down little mountains. Oh well. 

I will stay here and guard everybody else. 

Craig and I had two peanut butter sandwiches for our lunch. I like peanut butter. That is good.

There are lots of birds outside today. Even my friends the Crows. Crows hate squirrels too. It is known. 

Craig's sister Jane and cousin Christina are going to visit tomorrow. For only a very little while. That is nice. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty Five

I had a busy day. Again.

Today is the day all the people come to get their newspapers. To give to their friends. 

I did not bark way too much. Good for me.

I helped Zita move the car this morning. After we went for our nice walk. We were not soggy today. That is good.

Craig took Emmet to see his nice Doctor. Then Craig had to go and help our nice Queen. Downtown in the giant office. 

He has to have his picture around his neck when he helps the Queen. That is silly. I do not need a picture to be me. Oh well. 

Mister Peter came to our house again. To put new beautiful lights in Emmet's bedroom. 

So he can read his big very interesting books all warm and comfy in bed. That is good.

Zita always reads her books in our bed. Before she goes all fast asleep. 

Mister Peter fixed the other turn the light on button. So it would not kill anybody dead. That is good.

My friend Niamh fell down on the too slippy sidewalk. Her very important favourite telephone broke. Oh dear. She was very sad. 

She will get a brand new phone Zita said. Because we have the very broken phone insurance. That is good.

I know all about insurances. Our cheese party friends had their very own insurance store. With lots of people. All over everywhere. Even in way far away England. 

They like Merry Christmas time even more than cheese. That is good. They get me secret presents. That is good. 

Today is Bagpipe day. For everybody in the whole world. Oh well. 

We do not have any bagpipes. Craig can only play the radio. That is good. 

I saw lots of awful squirrels today. I did not bark so much. 

The too much winter is going away again. That is when the awful squirrels find my house again. Too bad for me. I hate squirrels. 

Maybe Ollie will chase the squirrels. Maggie can not chase the squirrels anymore. She is way old and her leg is too sore. Like Craig. She should get a go fast chair too. 

We have extras. Hidden in the scary basement. In case Craig's goes all upside down again. 

We went for a nice before dinner walk. I did not want to go. I was all cosy on my duvet. 

Then Zita said she had to go to the bank. On the busy street. Where nice dogs get tasty treats. I always get treats. 

So I guarded Zita all the way to the bank. And back. I got a treat. Ha. Good for me.

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty Four

It is an all the time rainy day. Oh well.

Zita and I were all soggy when we got home. From our nice walk. 

Then Craig and Zita and I had toasts. When we were all full up with toasts Zita drove Emmet and Niamh to their schools. 

Craig had to make the house all neat and tidy. It was all messy again. I helped make it all neat and tidy. Oh well. 

Because we had a guest for our lunch. Your house has be be neat and tidy for guests. So they do not know you are messy. Ha. 

Craig said if you close your eyes the house will get all messy again. All by itself. That is true. 

Mister George came to our house for a delicious lunch. He is a friend of Craig's from a long long time ago. He is old like Craig. Ha.

He knows me. He reads my stories all the time. That is nice. 

Lots of people from all over read my stories. I do not know why. Maybe they just like nice dogs. Like me. Maybe. 

Mister George has nice dogs too. They live on a way old farm. Their very big house is all made of stone. Just like a castle. 

It is not a castle. It does not have any ghosts. Oh well.

That is where George lives with Missus Susan. Their dogs are not so big as me. 

I am as big as furniture he said. Ha. Good for me.

One of his dogs is very old. He can not hear anything anymore. Oh dear. And can not see so very well. But he is a happy dog. That is good. 

We had brand new bagels. For our lunch. From Mister Kettleman's tasty bagel store. And biscuits. 

Because Mister George used to live in way far away England. Just like Craig. Ha. 

You have to have tasty biscuits in way far away. Even Ireland. Or it is not a tasty lunch. It is known. 

The nice men brought all our newspapers today. Because they are way busy tomorrow. I did not bark at them at all. Ha.

But they forgot to give Zita all her keys back. Now they have to bring them back from the far away little town. That is where they make our nice newspapers. Oh dear.

Zita had to go the the bank without me. It was rascal ladies business. I stayed here to guard Craig and Emmet.

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty Three

I had a very early day.

Zita and Niamh and I got up when it was still dark outside. But not Craig. Ha. Too bad for him.

Zita had to go and have breakfast with all the rascal ladies. So everybody could buy the new rascal tshirts. 

Because this is all the worlds just for ladies day.  That is good.

And Niamh had to go to dance a lot school for the special too early in the morning dance practice. Again. 

When Craig was all awake he had some too much coffee. And drove Emmet to his university. 

I guarded the all empty house. All by myself.

Then Craig came home and Mister Peter came to finish making lots and lots of noise. He has way noisy machines. 

He made the other closet in the big bedroom all full of shelves. Craig can even reach them now. That is good. 

I did not bark at Mister Peter so much this time. I remembered him. Ha. Good for me.

Craig and I did not help. We stayed in the living room. We had tasty toasts. And looked out the watching window.

Then Zita came home and we went for our nice walk. That is good. 

It was still way soggy outside today. 

I had to have a nice bath. I was way too soggy too. Then I stayed in the kitchen with Craig. 

Zita put my own very fluffy orange towels on my comfy bed. So I had a nice nap. 

Being all soggy make you very tired. It is true.

Zita went to the university to bring my friend Emmet home all safe. After his meeting all about his brand new story.  

He was not soggy. Even a bit. That is good. 

When they got home they had Irish tea. Not Craig. He is not Irish. 

He had to have Scotsman's cookies. Too bad for him.

Zita and I decided to only have one nice walk today. Because it is just all too soggy outside. Ha. Good for us. 

We will watch the television tonight. Maybe. 

Or go to our comfy beds. Maybe.

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty Two

I had a nice quiet day.

We did not go for our nice walk until late.

Zita had to drive Niamh to dance a lot school and Emmet to his nice university. 

Craig's nose is still caught by the sneezy cold. Oh well.

Craig and I had toasts. And when Zita came home we had more toasts. Ha. Good for me.

Then we went for our walk. It is not so nice out today. Everything was all soggy. Even me. I had to stay in the kitchen. 

Then Zita put my big orange towels on my duvet. And I had a nice nap. And then I was dry as a chip. Ha. 

Zita had to talk to lots of rascal ladies. From all over. Because of the important meeting. 

Tomorrow is the special day for all the ladies in the world. That is good. Even me. Because I am a lady too. Ha. 

Zita has to go to a way way early breakfast. Tomorrow. To say hello to lots of ladies. It is not for dogs. Not even nice lady dogs like me. Oh well. 

Niamh is way way busy. Too much to do. 

Too many dance a lot practices. Too many remember everything exams. Oh dear. 

I will be a big help. I will keep her all cosy warm. And safe. 

Craig and I had cheese toastys for our lunch. Then later we had peanut butter fat toasts. Ha. Good for us.

He caught the nasty man who killed the nasty lady. It was two nasty people. That is why it took so long to find them. Oh well.

He is a knight now. With a little helper. And a very big horse. But no nice dog. Oh well. 

Then Zita had to go to the too small office. For more meetings. 

They will have brand new tshirts for the rascal ladies. For tomorrow. But it is a secret. Ha. I know. Too bad for them. 

I did not go for a walk before dinner today. It is way too soggy outside. The puddles were too cold. I had a nice nap instead. 

Our friend Mister Tom brought us new programs for the television. That is nice. Lots of programs. 

Even Zita's cousin Mister Kevin. Playing Irish music. On his giant flat drum. And singing. On our own television. And everybody talking all in just Irish. 

I could only understand the music. Not the talking. 

There were lady dancers too. Dancing just like our friend Miss Rowan. Ha. 

Emmet has a big flat drum too. He bought it in way far away Ireland. A long time ago. Before I was his friend. 

Sometimes he plays it. But only late at night. But just softly. By himself. I can hear it. And his long whistle too. Sometimes. Ha. That is nice. 

Music is nice. It makes everybody happy inside. That is good. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty One

We had a little sleep in today.

Then Craig made the toasts. Zita had to talk to her mother and father. In way far away Ireland. 

We had fat toasts. Ha.

Then we played catch the ball. Because it is not so cold outside today.

The cold still has Craig's nose. Oh well.

We only had French pretend toasts for lunch today. Oh well.

Then Zita and I went for a long walk. We went up to the busy street. To my nice bank. Where they always give me treats. Ha.

Zita only lets me have one treat. Oh well.

I am their favourite nice dog. They told me. Ha.

I helped Zita chop up the big lumpy ice. In our driveway. I sat in the gold big car to guard everything. I was a big help.

Then Zita and Niamh had to go to the all full of beautiful cloth store. 

So Zita can make Niamh the most beautiful dress in the world. 

For her very special last dance at the dance a lot school. It is a big it is all over at dance a lot school party. 

Niamh said everybody will be sad. Oh dear. That is not right. People should not be sad. 

They should go for nice walks and get treats instead. Or play catch the ball. 

Some people never get special treats. That is sad. 

I did not go to the store. I had to stay here and guard the Craig and Emmet. 

They are very easy to guard. They only stay here. With me. 

They just read the interesting books and write stories. And Emmet comes up to make lots of Irish tea. 

Sometimes I do not even have to guard them even a bit. Then I have a nice nap. On my comfy duvet. On the big bed. Ha. Good for me. 

I did not want to go on my nice walk tonight. I did not want to put on my green rubber boots. 

So I just lay down. And would not even move a bit. 

Zita said I only had to have my front boots on. So I got up. Ha. I did not get Miss stubborn prize today. Oh well.

We are going to have a used dinner tonight. Because the refrigerator is all too full. Ha. 

I had a nice dinner too. But it is brand new. Good for me. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty

I had a sleep in today. Ha. Good for me.

Today is Zita's very important meeting day. 

She had a get all squeaky clean shower. You have to be all squeaky clean for important meetings. It is known.

Miss Georgie stayed here last night. After the party. Because her house is far away. I was all fast asleep when they got home. Oh well.

We had four toasts today. Good for us. Then Craig made the too much coffee. It is his job. He makes the too much coffee everyday. 

Craig did not go to his old friends breakfast today. The cold has caught his nose again. He is just full of sneezes. Oh dear.

After toasts Zita went way downtown to a very big building. 

That is where she had her important meeting. With lots and lots of rascal ladies. They have to talk a lot today. 

When Niamh was all fast awake we went on a nice walk to give Mister Tim a letter. 

So Niamh can have a nice job for lots of money. In the summer time. When the school is all finished. That is good. 

Mister Tim works in the old building down the street. It is very big. With giant doors. And giant made of stone raccoons. I do not know why.  

Emmet used to work there too. A long time ago. 

It was nice walk. Because it is not so cold today. Just all sunny.

Then Niamh and Miss Lilly made a cheesy pie. All by themselves. Craig had some for lunch. I got the toasty bits. Ha.

Emmet is still writing his very big story. I know that. Because he is making lots of Irish tea. 

He had a squeaky clean shower too. 

Mister Kiran took away all the too slippy ice from my side yard. That is good. 

I do not like the too slippy ice. It will make you fall down and be too sore. 

I am going to the make me beautiful store. Very soon. Because I am too fury. 

We are going to watch detectives on the television tonight. Because we had a very busy day.

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty Nine

I had a nice quiet day.  

I went for a nice walk. This morning. It is still too cold.

Zita went to her too small office. But her little computer got sick and she had to come home. That is not right. Oh dear.

The nice man in walk up the scary stairs store fixed it all up. It forgot it was a computer. Just like Craig's mother. Oh well. 

The rascal ladies giant important meeting is all day 

Lots of Niamh's dance a lot friends are coming to my house for dinner. They have to go to a party. Altogether. Ha.

Emmet is writing all about the nice Queen's crown. Because we see it everywhere. Emmet told me. 

That is very interesting. I do not know why we see it everywhere. Maybe the nice Queen said so.

Craig is still looking for nasty people. In way far away. 

I got a sick tummy last night. I ate snow. I always have a sick tummy when I eat snow. I do not know why I eat snow. 

Craig says I am a silly dog. That is not very nice.

The present man brought all the very beautiful costumes. For Niamh's own made dance. For her dance a lot school. She was way happy. Me too.

All her friends tried on the beautiful costumes. There was no room in Niamh's bedroom. I guarded the door. Ha. 

Craig called Mister Tony's tasty pizza store. We will have tasty pizzas for our dinner tonight. Ha. 

Maybe I will get pizza bits. Maybe. That is good. 

Mister Kirian came for tasty pizza too. Everybody laughed a lot. 

Then all the ladies had to get all dressed for the party. It is a surprise party. I do not know why. Oh well. 

We have a very busy house. Zita told me so. It is known.

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty Eight

I had a very quiet day today.

Everybody is all home. That is right. Good for us.

I did not go for a nice walk this morning. I did not want to go. I just wanted to look out my watching window.

I already had my breakfast. I only go for nice walks before my breakfast. It is known.

Zita said that I won a prize for being stubborn. Good for me. 

Prizes are good. They are like treats. But not tasty. Ha.

Niamh was so tired she went fast asleep last night. Even before our dinner. Oh dear.

It was very cold today. So Zita took her to the dance a lot school. That is nice. 

People are taking pictures of all the dance a lot ladies today. 

And she took Emmet to his nice university. After our lunch.

Craig and I had tasty croissants for our lunch. They were brand new croissants. They are way tasty. When they are brand new. 

All the universities are sending Niamh beautiful pictures of their nice universities. That is nice. 

They all want her to go to their university. Sometimes they are very far away. I would not like that. 

Who will guard her if I am just here. And she is far away. That is not right. It is known. 

Emmet is writing a very big story all about animals. Not about nice big fury dogs. Or nice giant elephants. Oh well.

The noisy snowplows put too much ice on our driveway. Maybe my friend Mister Kirian will come and take it away. Maybe.

Zita has another very important meeting. Very soon. She had to talk to the rascal ladies from all over. Even more times. Oh well.

Today is everybody read a book day. That is nice. We have lots and lots of books in our house. Even on the floor. 

All about everything. Even nice dogs like me. Ha. And castles. Lots of just about castles books. That is good. They have lots of pictures of castles. 

Craig and Emmet always go to castles when they are in way far away. It is their favourite. 

Craig is still in way far away. Trying to catch nasty people. He is very slow this time. His nice dog must be fast asleep. 

Zita and I went for a nice walk. Before our dinner. That is right. I did not win the prize this time. Oh well. 

We watched the old detectives last night. In the den. Because everybody is all back home. That is good.