Niamh says I should have a blog. She says everyone has a blog. Except me. Craig will do the typing because I do not have any fingers. Dogs don't have fingers. It is known.
Saturday, 29 September 2012
Day Seventy-Four
Niamh and Zita have gone to the wedding party. They were all dressed up.
Zita needed to borrow a belt from Niamh or her pants would fall down. It would be hard to walk then. People have too many clothes.
I am here guarding the boys. Emmet is studying and Craig is reading. They are going to make their own dinner. They will run out of peanut butter.
I am barking at passing dogs to remind them I am on duty.
I lost my Red Ball. Craig had another New Red Ball. Just in case. It is very bouncy. I am a bit tired from chasing it.
I had my bath. I don't smell any different.
Emmet and Chris and Sava saw a movie. There were no dogs in it he said. Too bad I say.
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