Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Twenty One

It was a hot day. Even the the morning. Before toasts. 

So we only went for a little walk. Because I was a too hot dog.

Mister Paul came over. He did not have toasts with us today. Oh well. 

Craig and Paul went to the old friends breakfast. Together. So they would not just get lost. And I would have to go find them. Ha. Good for me. 

Because they are just way old. Even Paul. Ha. Too bad for them. 

Then Zita and Doctor Susan had to go shopping again. Because of the wedding. They went in the go fast black car. 

I stayed here in the nice not even a bit hot house. So I could guard Emmet. Good for me.

When Craig and Paul came home Paul looked at all our brand new beautiful lights. Right in the ceiling. 

He wants lights just like ours. But not here. In way far away England. 

Then he borrowed the gold big car. So he could get his daughter Miss Caroline at the aeroport. 

They are going to have a tasty dinner with us tonight. Ha.

Craig had a sick tummy this afternoon. Oh well. 

I get sick tummies when I just eat the berries from our beautiful trees. Then I get in trouble. And have a sick tummy too. Too bad for me.

Then Craig drove Emmet to the museum. Because of the way too hot. 

Emmet took pictures of the all dead animals. Behind the glass walls. 

Even the giant dangerous polar bears and the very furry must be an ox. For his nice university stories. I do not know why. 

When they came home I kept Craig company in the den. Because of his sick tummy. 

It is nice to have friends when you are a bit sick. It is known. 

My friend Niamh is going to take care of the little dancer girls tonight. After our tasty dinner. For real money. 

Because she does not have any money at all. And can not even go to the too much money for coffees store. Ha. Too bad for her. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Twenty

It was a beautiful day. Zita and I went for a nice walk this morning. 

Not a fast walk today. Just a little nice walk.

I had a very nice walk with my friend Jamie last night. That is good. 

When we got home this morning we had toasts. With Craig. And coffees too. 

Craig did not have a sleep in today. Ha. To bad for him.

Then Paul came a visit. To our house. From way far away England. To visit his friends. Even us. Ha. Good for us.

He had some more too much coffees with Craig and Zita. 

Tomorrow he is going to come for a cook the tasty food outside dinner. Here. With us. That is good. Maybe we will have cheese. Ha.

He is going to the old friends breakfast tomorrow. With Craig. To see his old friends. That is good. 

Zita had to go to another rascal ladies lunch today. Way downtown. 

Then Craig went and got Emmet from his not so very interesting class at his nice university. 

So I guarded the house all by myself. 

When Emmet got home he went to the little store. Down on the little street. 

It is the street where Zita go for our walks. When it is a way too hot day. 

There are lots of very big trees on that street. So it is not so hot. That is good. 

Emmet went to get his very favourite ice tea. Because is was all hot again after lunchtime.

Craig and I played catch the ball when it was not too hot at all. That is good. 

Niamh and my friend Zoe went to the other people's house beside the very big lake. 

After school today. With the dance a lot friends. 

Zita said the mosquitos will eat them all up. Oh dear. That is not true. Mosquitos are not so big. 

I can catch mosquitos and nasty flys. Craig says I am the Catcher of the Flys. That is silly.

Emmet said it was a silly book. Oh well. I did not read it. 

I can not read. Oh well. But I can catch nasty flys. Ha. Good for me. 

Books can not catch nasty flys. 

Zita and I went to our nice give polite dogs treats banks. For our nice walk. That is good. I get giant treats. Ha. Good for me.

Craig and Zita and Emmet are going out to a tasty food restaurant tonight. 

I will guard the house. And get more treats. Ha. Good for me. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Nineteen

Zita and I got up early. For our nice walk.

It is not so nice today. Just all gray and windy rain. 

Craig did not get up until late. He had a sleep in. Oh well.

Miss Georgi slept here last night. Because she and Niamh were out until late. 

Craig was even still all asleep when they went to the dance a lot school. On the smelly bus. 

When Craig got up we did not have any more coffee for our good morning coffees. Oh dear. 

No coffees. Oh dear. 

If we do not have coffees we can not even have our tasty toasts. Oh dear. Too bad for me. 

Zita went in the go fast car to Mrs. Miriam's very tasty coffee and lots of treats store. Right on our busy street. 

Mrs. Miriam is Zita's friend. She has a little just her own coffee store. 

It is not the way too expensive coffee store. That is only where my friend Niamh goes. When she has real money. Ha. 

But Mrs. Miriam has way better tasty coffees and lots of very tasty own made treats. Ha. That is good. 

When Zita came home with the brand new coffees she even had Scotsman's tasty scones. 

For our breakfast. Instead of toasts.

Craig gave me only a very little bit of tasty Scotsman's scone. So I would not have a sick tummy. Oh well. 

This afternoon a man came and painted marks all over my corner. I did not like that. 

It is my corner. Not his. Oh dear.

Then Mister Nick came and made the front of our house spic and span with his noisy machine. 

And Mister Tom came to bring us more brand new programs for our television. All from way far away. That is good.

He had tea with us. I guarded everybody. Ha. We were very busy today. Good for me.

This afternoon Emmet had a spic and span bath. Just like the house. 

But not with Mister Nick's noisy machine. He was just in the bathtub. 

It is Emmet's stay until late night at his university. He had used hamburgers from last night. For his dinner. 

My friend Jamie came to see me. So we could go on our nice walk together. With Zita and Professor Jill too. 

That was nice. I have not seen Jamie for a long time. Oh well. 

Maybe we will watch Mister Tom's new programs tonight. Maybe. Ha. Good for us.

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Eighteen

We had a very quiet day in my house. Me too.

Zita and I went for a nice walk. In the very early. It was not even a little bit hot. Ha. Good for us.

Then Zita had to go to lots of important meeting. All dressed up meetings. All day.

Then Niamh went to her dance a lot school. On the smelly big bus.

We did not even have toasts for our breakfast. Because Zita was gone away. To the important meetings. 

Craig had a giant sticky bun. A not for dogs sticky bun. Oh well. Too bad for me. Oh well. 

Craig and I played catch the ball lots of times. That is good. 

Then Craig had to read more government stories. For our nice Queen. 

I had a very nice nap on my comfy bed. In the kitchen. 

Emmet was all fast awake this morning. 

Because he had to go to his nice university. For his not way so interesting class. Oh dear. 

Craig drove him in the silver little car. Then Craig came home. 

We had a toasty peanut butter sandwich for our lunch. Then we played catch the ball again. 

When we went out it was nearly hot outside. Again. Oh well.

At lunchtime Zita had a meeting with Miss Megan. She used to live on my street. She is very fierce. 

Then she moved just a little bit away. She has a very old dog. It is not so very big. It is her favourite. 

She is the rascal ladies lawyer. She likes dogs. A lot. That is good. 

Then Craig had to read even more just for government stories. Oh well. 

Government story are not so interesting. They do not have any real Vikings. 

Craig said they only had pretend Vikings. And no swords. Oh well. 

I just had a nap on my comfy duvet. On the big bed. Where I can see him just reading in the den.

He brought Emmet home. Then it was very hot again. 

Craig and Emmet have sore arms because of the fast shots. Oh dear. Too bad for them. 

I did not get the fast shots. I am all ok. That is good. 

Craig put the make the house all nice and cool machine on. So I could have a comfy nap. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Seventeen

It was a beautiful day. All day. With way fat sheep clouds. All over the sky. Ha. 

And not even too hot today. Just nice. With the wind blowing the trees all around. 

Zita I had a very nice long walk. Because of the way nice day. 

Then we came home for our toasts. Ha that was good.

Then Craig and Emmet went to their nice Doctor. 

Because you have to see your Doctor every year. So they know you are not just all dead. And forgot to tell them. 

They got fast shots in their arm. So the nasty coughs can not catch them. Ha. That is good. 

She is Niamh's Doctor too. She went to the same nice university that Niamh will go to. In way far away. 

Beside the giant all full of dangerous whales ocean. 

Cousin Orlaith's nice university is right on the other side. Of the dangerous ocean. Maybe they can wave at each other. That would be nice. 

Zita was way busy all morning making the rascal ladies all organized. Again. 

There were pieces of paper everywhere. 

I could not just have a nice nap on the comfy rug. It was all covered in too much paper. Oh well. Too bad for me. 

I had a nap on my comfy bed in the kitchen. Ha. Good for me.

And when Craig got home he had to talk with the government. On his special just for the government telephone. 

I was a big help. I was as quiet as a fat stone. Ha. 

Good for me. I am always a big help. It is known. 

Then Zita and I went for a special little walk. Just around. To see the beautiful all full of green leaves trees. 

Because she was crazy. She told me. Too many little pieces of paper. Oh dear. That is not right.

When we got back she was not still crazy. She told me. That is good. 

Now Craig has to write a big story all about talking with the government. Oh well. 

Maybe our nice Queen will read it. Maybe not. Oh well. 

Tonight is Emmet's stay at the university until late night. For his favourite class. 

It is all about way way way old inventions. 

Tonight a lady is going to visit my house. 

So Zita can teach her how to give everybody our nice newspapers. It is her job now. That is good. I will not bark at her. Zita told me. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Sixteen

We did not have to get up way early today. 

All of Niamh's way too early in the morning dance a lot practices are all over. Ha. That is good.

We went for a nice walk this morning. It was not way too hot then. That is good.

We had a nice quiet day. 

We only had little pieces of very crunchy toasts today. Oh well.,

Zita had to talk to the rascal ladies. On the telephone.

And Craig had to read lots of not so interesting stories for our nice queen. Oh well. 

I had a nice long nap on the comfy big bed. On my own duvet. Ha. Good for me. 

Emmet is still writing his not so long stories for his university. 

I think that the summer the university stories are not so very long. 

Maybe because of the too hot. Maybe. 

Craig and I played catch the ball a lot of times. Before our lunch. Because it is not way too hot outside. Before the lunchtime. It was just nice. 

We had a giant tasty bread peanut butter sandwich. Just me and Craig. Ha. That is good. 

My friend Miss Zoe came to my house this afternoon. So she could borrow a very big lock for her bicycle. 

So nasty people could not just steal it. Oh dear. 

She forgot her lock at her house. Ha. Too bad for her. So we said she could have one of our big locks. 

Then Zita had to go downtown to the rascal ladies too small office. For another meeting. 

Emmet made lots of tea. So he could write his interesting stories. 

You need lots of Irish tea to write interesting stories. Or you will make mistakes. 

Then nobody will even read your nice story. Oh dear. 

When Zita came home from way downtown we went for a nice little walk. 

It was not way to hot today. Just all hot. Not hurt my feet hot. That is good. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Fifteen

It was another way too hot day. Zita and I only went for a little walk. 

Before everybody was all wide awake. Just us. Even my friends the ducks were not awake.

We had to go out early or the way too hot would have caught us. 

Then we had very late toasts. 

Because Zita called her mother and father on the telephone. To talk for a long time. Oh well. Too bad for me. 

And Craig had to stay in the comfy bed to watch the way fast cars race. They all crashed. Because of the rain. Oh dear. 

After we had our very crunchy toasts Zita got the noisy machine. It was in the scary basement. 

She had to make Niamh's special beautiful dance dress fit all perfect. 

But no way too tight. Ha. Too bad for Niamh.

Emmet has writing letters to professors at other nice universities. To find his next nice university. 

Not Mister Saint Paul's university. That is Zita's nice other university. 

Then Zita took Craig's mother to Zita's favourite coffee store. For a litte trip. That was nice.

Niamh did not even wake up until we had more pretend toasts. For our Sunday lunch. Oh well. 

Our tasty Sunday lunch today was very late today. Because everybody was very busy. Except Niamh. She was just all fast asleep. 

After out nice lunch Niamh's dance a lot friends came to our house for a little visit. To look at the way beautiful dresses. 

Niamh's friend Miss Rachel has a dog that looks like me. But it is very little. She told me. 

This is not Miss Rachel going to be a doctor. It is another Miss Rachel. The one who lives nearly far away. Near the little river. 

Then they all went out in the way too hot. Oh well. They are very silly. They will just turn into puddles. Ha. Too bad for them.

Craig had to get in the comfy bed this afternoon. To fix the music machine. The one in the bedroom. 

It was not working so very well. He had to put new fat wires everywhere. I do not know why. 

I did not help. I just stayed in the dining room. Guarding Zita. And Niamh's beautiful special dress. 

We only went for a very little walk this afternoon. I do not like the way too hot. Either does my friend Zita. 

They do not have the way too hot in way far away Ireland. Just the too much rain. Oh well. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Fourteen

It was a way too hot day. 

We did not go for our nice walk this morning.

We were too busy.

It is the sell all your too much stuff day in my neighbourhood. Last night we found lots of all extra stuff in the basement. 

We brought it up stairs and cleaned it all spic and span. 

This morning we put all our stuff in our driveway. Even rugs and black music boxes. And lamps. Ha. 

Craig sold people lots of our too much stuff. For real money. I guarded him. And the money. 

Lots of our friends came see see us when we were all outside. Beside our beautiful trees. Where it was not so hot. 

Everybody wanted to say hello. And talk. 

Craig and Zita had their too much coffee outside today. I even had my nice cold water bowl outside too. That was good. 

Then we came in the house because of the way too hot. 

So Zita took everything else and gave it to the nice people who help all the people who do not have even any stuff. 

They had a big truck. It was a Mister Saint Paul's truck. Like Zita's other nice university. 

We put the make the house nice and cool machine on. So I would not be a too hot dog. And melt into a puddle. 

Then a man sat right on Craig's silver little car. Right outside my house. That is not right. It is not his little car. 

I barked him all away. With my very fierce bark. Ha. Too bad for him. 

Craig and Zita and Emmet went to see Niamh's very last dance at the dance a lot school. Last night.

All the dance a lot friends were way sad. 

Even after my friend Niamh gave her own at the very end speech. Oh dear.

Then Niamh and all her dance a lot friends went to Miss Rachel's house. For a party. Niamh slept there. With all her friends. 

So they could be all sad together. Then they would not be so sad. Ha. 

Craig said it was way way hot at the giant stage last night. Where all the dances were. Oh dear. 

He did not just all melt away. Emmet or Zita either. That is good. 

Maybe we will watch the television tonight. In the nice not even a bit hot house. That is good. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Thirteen

It was a very hot day. Zita and I had an early walk. So we would just not melt into just a sticky puddle. Ha.

Craig and Zita said Niamh's dancing at the very special dance night was the best ever. Even when she was all covered in dirt. 

I do not know why she was all dirty in her dance a lot special night. 

She was in lots of dances. Because everybody wants to watch my friend Niamh dance. It is known. 

I could not go to the special dance night. I had to stay here and guard Emmet and our house. Oh well.

When Zita came home she had tasty special sandwiches from Mister Kettleman's bagel store. For everybody. 

But not me. Oh well. Too bad for me. 

Niamh was way way hungry. She did not even have a nice dinner before her dancing. Oh dear. 

That is silly. I always have my dinner. Right away. Maybe somebody will forget and you would be all very hungry. Maybe.

Mister Bill and Ginny went to see Niamh's dancing too. And Doctor Susan and Lilly. 

Mister Bill took lots of pictures. Beautiful pictures. With his giant camera. With the brand new all round part. Ha. That is good. 

When the dancing was all over. A man came up and gave my friend Niamh bunches and bunches of beautiful red flowers. 

They were all roses. All of them. Ha. 

And he even asked her to go to his own special dance. At his school. The school Emmet went to. 

He is the nice boy who asked Niamh to go for a tasty dinner with him at the nice Chinese food store.

That is good. Now she has to have another very beautiful dress. Oh dear. 

The little letter on the beautiful flowers said my friend Niamh would be the Queen of the North. 

Because Niamh told him he had to watch the scary Wolves and Dragons programs of she would not go out for a tasty dinner with him. It is known. Ha. Too bad for him. 

All the giant scary wolves live in the north. Ha. Too bad for us. We are in the north too. Oh well. 

Craig and Zita and Emmet are going to Niamh's very last dance a lot night. Tonight. Because Niamh has to do more dances. 

And then at the very end Niamh will make an important speech to everybody. 

To talk all about going to the dance a lot school. For a long time. Just her talking. To everybody. Oh dear. 

Niamh is a way good talker Craig says. Too good sometimes he said. Ha. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Twelve

I had another very busy day.

It was a very hot day. So Zita and I went for our nice walk before the too hot could catch us. Ha. Good for us.

Tonight is Niamh's special very last dance night. At her dance a lot school. And tomorrow too.

She had to come home because she left her money here. And then she had to come back because she forgot her phone. Oh dear. 

Craig told me she was very nervous. Oh dear.

We had Craig's sing happy birthday day last night. With the all on fire cake. 

The cake looked like a not so fierce little bear. But it was a cake. Ha. Good for us.

I got Craig a brand new tshirt with pockets. Ha. That is a good secret present. 

And he got all broken music from my friend Niamh. Because she sat on it. Oh dear. 

She will make him a new one. She will not sit on this one. She told me.

Emmet got Craig a little knight. And a dragon. That is what Emmet gets Craig. 

It is their secret present. That is nice. Craig has lots of little knights. And fierce Romans too. Ha.

Zita got Craig a piece of paper that tell us where all his way way old relatives came from. Ha. That is good. 

Zita went to the too small office today. But only for a little while. Then she came home for our lunch. 

Then Craig and Zita and I went to visit my nice Doctor. In the gold big car. So he could see my all better operation. 

I barked too much. I do not like it when the car is moving so much. Oh well.

I got new tasty food. And medicine so nasty bugs can not bite me until I am all sick. That is good.

Craig and Zita went to the special dance night. To see Niamh's special all her own dance. 

And all her dance a lot friends. Miss Rowan and Miss Georgi and Miss Jordan too. 

I guarded the house and Emmet all by myself. Until everybody was all home. Ha. Good for me. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Eleven

We had a way way busy day. Everybody. Me too.

Zita had to drive Niamh to her early dance a lot practice. 

Then she went to the place where all of Craig's mother old stuff was hidden.

Auntie Jane was there too.

Then people came to my house in a little truck. Two people. 

They took a way big table out of the scary basement. And chairs too. To take it to the place where you hide your old stuff. 

Then they put other stuff in our basement. A way way old desk for Emmet. 

And an almost all new television for the other just for guests bedroom. 

Or Niamh and Cara and Lee when they play the very loud games. 

And there was even more stuff. Big rugs. And little rugs. And boxes of things. We left it all in my side yard. 

Because it is nearly the sell all your old do not want any more stuff to other people day. Ha. 

We will put all the stuff on our nice lawn for people. And I will guard it. Ha.

Craig had to drive Emmet to his nice university today. When the people were still here. 

So I guarded the house all by myself. Until he came home. Good for me. 

I am a way good guarding dog. Everybody tells me. It is true. 

After the little truck was all full up it went away again. To the hiding place. Full of stuff. Ha. 

Then the two nice make our house all spic and span ladies came to visit. 

Now the house is all as clean as can be again. Even my comfy bed. Good for me. 

Craig and Zita and I sat in our side yard and had a tasty lunch. Just us. 

And today is my friend Craig's sing happy birthday day. Good for us. He is very old today. 

Not as old as Mister George. He is still winning. Too bad for Craig.

Mister George has a tractor and nice dogs. But he is way old too. Ha. 

We will have an on fire cake. And secret presents. Tonight. 

But not until my friend Niamh gets home from the very late at night dance a lot practice. 

We looked inside the giant box. From auntie Jane. We just looked. We did not open it. Good for us.

It is a giant basket just all full up with special tasty treats.  Ha. 

Craig will share them. Everybody has to share treats. 

Zita said so. Except for me. Ha. Good for me.

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Ten

We got up early today. To drive Niamh to her early practice dance. In the black go fast car. 

Then Zita went downtown to the way too small office. For important meetings.

I stayed in our house because I had to get Craig all wide awake. Ha. Good for me. 

Craig made the too much coffee all for himself. And we had Scotsman's scones too. Ha.

Then we played catch the ball. A lot of times. 

Because is is a very nice day. It was not too hot this morning. Just nice. 

I had a little nap on my nice stones. In my side yard. 

Craig watched the Wolves and and Dragons program this morning. 

He said it was not so scary. Just very sad. Oh dear. 

People should not watch way sad programs. They should just watch nice programs. With nice people and lots of dogs. It is known.

There was a skunk in my neighbourhood last night. It did not come to my house. That is good. 

Craig and Zita went out in two cars. Not the silver little car. The other cars. 

To talk to a store so they will fix the black go fast car so Craig can drive it too. Not just Zita. 

The present man brought a giant box to my house today. It was a secret present for my friend Craig. 

For his special because he is way old sing happy birthday day. 

It was from his sister Auntie Jane. That was nice.

Auntie Jane is coming to our neighbourhood today. To visit Craig's mother. And to have a tasty dinner with Craig and Zita. 

Niamh will be at her dance a lot practice until very late. And Emmet will be at his very interesting all about way old things class. 

They can not go and have a tasty dinner too. Oh well. Too bad for them.

I will guard our house. All by myself. Ha. Good for me. Maybe I will get tasty treats. Maybe. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Nine

We got up way early this morning. Again. So Zita could make the garden beautiful. 

It takes a long time to make a way beautiful garden. She is not even finished. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow.

We went for a nice early walk. Before anyone was all awake. Before it was too hot for nice walks. 

When we got home I had to keep Craig company in the big bedroom. Until he was all wide awake. 

I can not help in our beautiful garden because of the digging holes. Oh well.

Then we had some too much coffee and crunchy toasts. When Zita was all finished in the garden.

Niamh was not in her own comfy bed last night. She had a sleep in with her dance a lot friends. Far away. Near the little river. 

I did not have to get her all wide awake today. Too bad for me.

Mister Paul's daughter Miss Caroline came for a nice visit. With her friend. 

He was from way far away Scotland. Now he lives here. That is nice. 

He did not have any bagpipes. Or porridges. Ha. That is good. 

Miss Caroline brought a telephone for our friend Mister Paul. 

He is going to come here for a little visit. 

He and Craig will go to the not for very much money for breakfast store. That is what they do. That is nice.

After lunch Craig and Zita took the gold big car to get Niamh. She was way out in the county. 

They did not take the black go fast car. I do not know why. Either did Emmet. Oh well.

Maybe it is a secret. Maybe.

I stayed here to guard my friend Emmet. We stayed in the living room. 

So I could guard everything from my watching window.

Emmet read all his interesting stories for his nice university. We had a good time. Ha.

Zita made own made muffins this morning. Emmet ate lots. Ha. And the band new cinnamon buns too. Ha.

When they came home Zita made Niamh's very beautiful dress fit all perfectly. Then Zita and I went for a nice walk. Not a long walk. 

Because is a hot outside day. I do not like the too hot so much.

There were more scary very loud noises and lights in the sky last night. 

Zita and I were very brave. I guarded her. The whole time. 

Then I had a nice nap in the den. Until we went all fast asleep. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Eight

We got up way early this morning. So Zita could make our garden all ready for the tasty green beans. 

I could not help. Sometimes I forget about our beautiful garden and dig my own giant holes. And get in trouble. Too bad for me.

I had to stay in the bedroom with Craig. Until he was all wide awake. Oh dear. Too bad for me.

When Craig was all up and spic and span all clean we had cinnamon buns. Just us. Ha good for us.

Then when Zita was all finished in our beautiful garden we had some too much coffee and crunchy toasts. Good for me.

After our toasts Craig went to visit his mother. Down the street. 

He took Mister Bill's brand new book off all his own pictures. To show her.

The ones he takes when he visits the too hot lots of music islands. It is a very nice book. 

There are even dogs in it. Craig showed them to me. Ha. That is a good book. 

Then Zita went out too. Without me. Oh dear. 

She had to find Craig. And then go to the farmers tasty food stores. 

To get Scotsman's scones. And even more delicious own made cinnamon buns. 

For our tasty Sunday lunch. Ha. Good for us.

Everybody stopped my friend Zita to ask her where was Miss Poppy. 

Everybody missed me. Ha. Too bad for me. Too bad for them.

Craig said there were kabillions of people on our busy street. Everywhere. 

Because of all the beautiful flowers. Everywhere in my neighbourhood. 

And strange cars were parked all over everywhere. Oh dear. That is not right.

After lunchtime Zita had to go down to the scary basement. To make everything neat and tidy. Again.

Emmet was in the basement too. In his cosy bedroom. Reading for his nice university. 

Craig had to make the big computer work for our nice Queen. And not tell anybody any secrets. Oh well. 

Zita and I went for a little walk. Before our dinner. It was not a long walk. It is a hot day today. 

We did not go on the busy street. Only the other little streets. 

There were no nice shady fat sheep clouds today. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow. 

Last night we watched more writing on the television detective programs. 

Craig had a popcorn treat. Just for him. It was a present. From Zita. That was nice.

Niamh drove her not so fast nearly new bicycle downtown last night. With her dance a lot friends. Ha. 

We watched until very late. But we did not have the last one. Craig and Zita have to wait. For Mister Tom. Too bad for them. 

Then we went fast asleep. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Seven

It is the Saturday day. We take Craig to his old friends breakfast on Saturday. So he won't get lost. 

It was a very beautiful day outside. Just all blue forever skies.

Then we had a nice long walk. Without Craig. 

When we got home Miss Georgie was gone. To her teach dance a lot job. 

She had a nice sleep in our house night. Because of the dance a lot practices. 

Niamh was still in bed. I jumped up on to her very big bed and just stayed there. 

Until she was all fast awake. Good for me.

Then Zita had to go to the car store to get some important papers. To say it was our car now. 

Craig and I played catch the ball a lot. That is good.

Then Craig fixed the long mirror. He did not make a big mess this time. That is good. 

Then the nice man brought Craig another black music machine. I do not know why. It is very heavy. 

Then Mister Lyndon came to our house. He fixed Niamh's other go not so fast bicycle up. 

Now it has brand new tires. All round ones. Not all flat ones. That was nice. 

Mister Lyndon is Lee and Cara's own father. He likes bicycles a lot. He has lots of them. And old music machines too. Just like Craig. Oh well. 

Then our friend Mister Tom came over. With new programs for the television. Zita's favourite program. She was very happy. 

We were very busy this afternoon. 

Niamh even practiced driving the car. She and Zita drove the gold big car. 

Because it is way big. And safe. And not nearly brand new. 

Zita and I went for a long before our tasty dinner walk. There were too many visitor people in our streets. 

They come from everywhere to look at the beautiful flowers. All along our all full up canal. 

Even to our ponds. There are no lots of flowers by our ponds. Just lots of nice trees and my friends the ducks. Too bad for the people. Oh well. 

Emmet did not have his nice walk beside the canal. Because of the too many people. 

He just went to our busy street and bought his ice tea. It is a nearly too hot day. It was a ice tea day Emmet told me. 

Maybe we will watch the new programs on the television tonight. Maybe.