Wednesday, 7 August 2013

Day Three Hundred and Eighty Six

I had a nice walk this morning.

I helped drive Niamh to camp. I barked way too much. I got in trouble. No more car rides. Oh dear. Oh dear.

Craig's mother fell down. She does not remember it.  Craig and Zita have to go to the hospital to remind her. She is even older than Uncle Bill. Oh well. 

I guarded Emmet all morning. Down stairs on his comfy bed. I got peanut butter treats.

We are having everybody in the world for dinner. And the Mahoneys. It is not a cheese party. Oh well.

They will all laugh and stay up late. It is what they do. And drink ice tea and fizzy drinks. 

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