They moved things again. My den sofa went to the basement and another one came up. It is better. It turns into a bed.
When I went for my morning walk I smelt racoons right at my garden and I sniffed them all up the street until they went up the big oak tree on the next corner. Zita said I was going to bruise my nose on the sidewalk. People are so silly.
Niamh is at her dance camp this week. There will be lots of loud music.
Emmet is not feeling well. His lung is sore again. Where they put the holes in. That is sad.
We had Chinese food. No one dropped anything. To bad.
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