Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Five

I nearly staved to death last night. 

Everybody went out for dinner. When they came home Craig forgot to give me my own dinner. He did not remember until it was bed time. Too bad for me. 

Zita said it is very hard to get good helpers nowadays. It is true. Maybe we should look for a new one. Craig is very old. Like Uncle Bill. Zita is not old. Or Emmet. Or Niamh. Or me. Just Craig. It is known. 

We all slept in. It is way too quiet in our house. When Niamh is not here. She is still at the house in the scary woods. Where the wolves hide behind the way big trees. Oh dear.

Zita and I went for a nice walk. It is a nice quiet Sunday. No toasts. Too bad for me.

Zita is inside the bath tub. Talking old stuff off and putting new sticky stuff on. It is very messy. I can not help.

I just lay on the floor. Outside the bath tub room. And watch. I am a good watcher. 

Craig and Zita and even my friend Emmet are going to the not very expensive breakfasts store to look for a new sofa for the den. Maybe one not for dogs. Even nice dogs like me. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

Where would I watch the television.  How would I look out on my beautiful garden. And scare the nasty squirrels away. They will eat all our tasty green beans. Oh dear. Too bad for us. 

A not for dogs sofa would be a bad idea. It is known.

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Four

We had a nice walk this morning. There was just us. And a squirrel. I got in trouble. I hate squirrels. 

Jamie was still asleep. We did not see him. 

Craig went to his old friends breakfast today. No toasts for me. Oh well.

Zita talked to her family in way far away. For a long long long time. There was nobody to throw my ball.

Niamh is still in the scary forest with dance a lot Julia. Oh well. 

I had a nap on my comfy bed. In the kitchen. I was sad. 

When Craig came home we played throw the ball. Not a lot. Craig had to fix the extra computer. It caught something. 

Fixing computers takes a way long time. You have to drink coffee and eat chocolate croissants when you fix computers. It is known. 

Everybody is going out for dinner tonight. I will guard the house. And have my peanut butter treat. Ha.

Craig's team did not win. Again. Too bad for him. 

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Three

We went for a nice long walk before our toasts. It is a very nice day. 

Emmet helped our friend Richard last night. With the very old computer. Richard wants to be a rascal. Oh dear. I hope he will be a nice rascal. 

Emmet got free food. For being a big help. Just like me. They had pizza. It was not Mister Tony's pizza. Oh dear. We will not tell Mister Tony. He would be sad. 

We had lots of visitors today. Doctor Susan was here. Drinking tea. With Zita on our beautiful patio. For a long time. I could not go out with them. I sat at the watching window and watched them. It is my job.

Zita says doctor Susan is a witch. That is not nice. She is not a witch. You only have witches at pumpkin time. Susan is not all green. It is known.

Craig went to the tidy me up store. To get his hair all cut short. Just like our green grass lawn. 

He came home with more books. No books about very brave dogs. Oh well. Just some books about stories that never really happened. That is a silly book. 

Niamh is going to Julia's new cottage in the scary woods. Beside the very big river. She is going to sleep there. With only cats to guard them. Cats will not be good guards. There are wolves in scary woods. Oh dear.

We made a beautiful cake last night. With lemons. For Niamh to take to the cottage. Zita says you cannot go visiting people with your hands all empty. That would be rude. We are not rude. It is known. 

Craig's football team is going to be on the television in the den tonight. Maybe they will win. Ha. 

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Two

We had a very quiet nice day. Everyone went to their own comfy beds early. That is just right. I like everything to be right. It is known.

Zita and Niamh slept in. Craig and I got up and played throw the ball. Everybody else was fast asleep. Ha.

Zita and I went for a nice walk. It is not too hot today. That is good. 

Niamh went to the new dance a lot place. To learn to be a way good dance a lot teacher. That is good. 

Zita and I made the lawn all tidy. I sat in the gold big car. To guard everything. The gold car is back home. With brand new tires. That are all round. That is good. 

Uncle Bill went to France today. And auntie Louise. To eat at way nice restaurants. And eat lots and lots of special French cheese. Cheeses you cannot get here. Even at Mister Nicastro's way smelly cheese store. Too bad for us. 

Maybe they will visit the castles where people make famous wines. In way big barrels. Wine castles do not have ghosts - Emmet told me. Just way old castles where brave knights used to live have ghosts. Dogs are not afraid of ghosts. Even scary ones. Ha. 

They are visiting the place where there are lots of way nice wine farms. Where Craig's nice policeman with the brave dog live. Maybe they will meet him. And his new brave dog. Uncle Bill was a policeman too. A detective. The French policeman likes wine too. Like auntie Louise and Uncle Bill. 

I like cheese and croissants. Emmet has chocolate croissants for his breakfast. And tea. 

University will start soon and everyone will drink Irish tea again. It is known.

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty One

Zoe slept here last night. I guarded her and the house all night. I slept on the big bed. All by myself. Ha.

Zoe took me for lots of walks. That is good.

We played throw the ball. And Zoe watched a movie. It was not a scary movie. That is good. I slept on the comfy rug.

Craig and Zita and Emmet and Niamh all came home. Before dinner. They were all safe. That is good. 

They got me a new Blue Bone. As a present. That is good. 

Craig got a new shirt and underwear. Craig and Zita forgot all their clothes in the big gold car. Not the nearly new other car. The big gold car had to stay at the fix your tires store. To get new tires. Oh well. 

I am not worried now. That is good. 

Everybody will be home in the own bed. With their own pillows. Good for us. 

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty

The two cousins stayed until late late. I fell asleep under the dining room table. Oh well

They laughed and laughed. A lot. We did not have cheese. We had just chips. I got some.  They were very nice cousins. 

They were not from way far away Ireland. They are from way far away Canada. Where they have the giant mountains and the big whales that jump out of the water and eat seals. Silly seals. Ha. 

Last night we went for a nice walk before dinner. To get the gold big car back from Mister Paul's Fix your tire store. We need new tires. Oh dear.

Uncle Bill came over for a nice visit. He and auntie Louise are going on an airplane. To visit France. I am from France. That is why I like croissants and cheese Craig says. It is true.

My friend Zoe is going to visit. And sleep here. To help me guard the house. 

Craig and Zita and Emmet and Niamh are going to a nice hotel not so far away. To buy even more books. And eat at the Piggies restaurant. They are going to visit their very favourite very big but not so old castle. In Kingston. With the very big cannons. 

I will be very worried when they are not sleeping in their very own beds. Without me. Oh dear. I do not eat my dinner when I get worried. Oh dear. 

Maybe Zoe does not know that I will be in charge. Oh dear. 

It is hard being a very good take care of everybody dog in this house. It is known.

Day Seven Hundred and Seventy Nine

We had a busy day. Craig and Niamh slept in. Zita and I had to do everything by ourselves this morning.

We had a little short walk today. It is a hot day. No toasts today. Oh well.

My friend Zoe came to visit me and Niamh. Visits are nice.

At lunch time Niamh's dance friend Lindsey came to my house for a visit. Then they went to the new dance a lot place. Again.

A nasty raccoon knocked over Maggie's garbage. It made a very big mess. I could smell the nasty raccoon when I went out.This morning. Maybe it was hiding in my big bushes. That was scary.

I do not like raccoons. They get sick and bite people. Even a nice big dog. Like me. Oh dear.

I would not play throw the ball with Craig. The raccoon would try to steal my blue ball. That would not be nice. 

We put our garbage in a little house. With big doors. With a lock. Raccoons cannot get our garbage. Too bad for them.

Craig and I went out on our beautiful patio and I looked all around to make sure that the nasty raccoon was gone. Raccoons are way too sneaky. They might try to surprise us. Oh dear.

More cousins are coming for dinner tonight. Maybe we will have cheese.

Emmet and Zita went to nice Mister Nicastro's store to get tasty food for our dinner tonight. That is good.

Day Seven Hundred and Seventy Eight

It is a lovely Sunday. 

It is a nice day to just not do anything. Except sit on our beautiful patio and have our toasts. Craig and Zita had coffee too. 

Niamh cleaned her room today. I did not help. Craig said I would end up in a green garbage bag. Oh dear. That would not be nice.

It is a beautiful day. Zita and I went for a nice early afternoon walk. We did not see Jamie. Jamie has a sick tummy. Poor Jamie. When I had a sick tummy I could not eat very much. Oh dear. 

Craig will watch his football game. In the den. Maybe they will win today. Ha.

We are having more cousins for dinner tomorrow. Niamh and Emmet have lots of cousins. 

I only know one of my cousins. Maddie is my very big cousin. He lives not so very far away. He is a very nice dog. It is known. 

Day Seven Hundred and Seventy Seven

Everybody got up late. Then Zita and I had to take the gold big car to Mister Paul's fix the tire store. We had another not very round tire. Oh dear.

Craig went to all the old guys breakfast. To a new restaurant.  The old restaurant forgot how to make breakfast. That is silly. Too bad for them.

Niamh did not wake up until after lunch time. Ha. Then she had to go to the new dance a lot place. To paint. She was way tired. 

Zita bought way too much lettuce. For our nice dinner. Zita bought own made pizzas from nice Mister Nicastro's smelly store. Ha. More lettuce treats for me.

Zita and Niamh have to go shopping for more new shoes for Niamh. I only have boots for way too cold days. Ha. Good for me. 

Zita is taking the silver little car to go shopping. It has all round tires. That is good. 

I am not going. There is not enough room for me too in the silver little car. Oh well. 

I helped to move all the cars. I was a big help Zita said. It is true. I am a very good car mover. It is known. I have my own seat cover in the big gold car. So I will not fall on the floor.  And be hurt. That is good.

Day Seven Hundred and Seventy Six

We got up late today. Zita and Craig slept in. I was awake. I did not sleep in.

We did not go for our walk until after our toasts. That is not right. We saw Jamie. That was nice.

Craig and Zita went to Richard's rascal night party. They got a very red t-shirt. Then they went for coffees and big pieces of cake. Just for them. They told me when they got home. In the scary dark.

My friend Emmet and I stayed here to guard the house. And all the books. We are good at that. 

Craig went to Doctor Smith's hospital today. He did not have to stay. That is good. 

He got my special just for me tooth paste. And my chicken treats. That is good.  

It is a nice quiet day. We played throw the ball. Not a lot. Craig had to read his book. And drink more coffee. 

Craig is still a Roman Doctor. In long long ago England. Where is rains all the time. Building the way long wall. And nobody likes the Romans. Oh dear. I would not like that.

Niamh is at the new dance a lot place. Putting lots of brand new things together. And eating fish that people forgot to cook. I would not like that. 

I like my green bean treats. And carrots. 

Day Seven Hundred and Seventy Five

It is a no sunshine day. We went for our nice walk anyway. We met my friend Jamie. That is nice.

We had toasts today. And peanut butter sandwiches for lunch. Ha

Craig is still moving books. All around. I do not know why.  

Niamh had to go to the dentist. Now she cannot smile. Oh dear. She said she will smile later. That is good.

Emmet and Zita went shopping for new jeans. Ones with no holes. Emmet hates shopping. Too bad for him.

Niamh's dance a lot friends came over to see her cannot smile face. Ha.

Craig and Zita are going to a rascal party tonight. To make my friend Richard a rascal. Richard brings lots of cheese to our Christmas cheese party. Every year. From Mister Nicasto's very nice smelly cheese store. That is good.

At Christmas Zita lets him drink her way special Scotsman drink. Just Uncle Bill and Richard. Because they are friends.

I will stay here. And guard everyone. I am in charge Zita said. 

Craig made his beard all short. By himself. He did not go to the make him tidy store. Oh well. 

Emmet always takes his beard off and then grows it again. That is silly. 

Craig and Emmet should be like me and go to their tidy up store just before it gets way too hot. And before it gets way too cold. It is known.

Day Seven Hundred and Seventy Four

It is a beautiful day. Jamie and I had a nice walk this morning. That is good.

Craig was wrong. You do not grow spaghettis in a garden. You buy them in boxes at the nice food store on the busy street. Emmet told me. Ha. 

Craig and Zita spent all last night moving all the big heavy black boxes that make our nice music. And cleaning everything. Way too much dust. We need more room for lots more books. Because it is nearly university time again. 

I had a nice nap on the comfy rug. So I could watch. 

You have to get lots and lots of books to go to university. Not like Craig's books all about knights or Vikings or nice detectives with brave dogs. 

University books all all about way old things and way old people and are way expensive. And you have to find them before university starts or they will be all gone. Oh dear. 

Craig and I had toasts.  He had to clean the big wooden box where the books will go. With very smelly clothes. Then Craig went from one room to another. Moving books. Lots of books. There were even books about dogs. I saw them. That is good. They were not just about me. Just nice dogs. With waggly tails. Like mine. Ha. 

Day Seven Hundred and Seventy Three

We had a very busy night. Craig and Zita moved all the little pieces of music. They put lots in boxes. For the basement.  

We need more space for our lots and lots of books. 

It is a beautiful day. This morning Jamie and I had a very nice long walk. That is good. We did not see my friends the ducks today. Oh well. 

Craig and Zita went out for a nice lunch. After a meeting. At Zita's friends nice coffee restaurant. With the very famous lemon cakes. Emmet and Uncle Bill love the lemon cakes. They were not there. Ha. 

Niamh and I had lunch. Together. Emmet was still fast asleep. Ha.

Zita had to write her own story for her old university. It takes a long time to tell the truth. It is known.

Niamh is going to have more pictures made. For a new dance a lot store.

Last night Niamh and Julia went down town. To see all the beautiful lights that tell the story. All about where we live. Then they had milkshakes.  

Zita went to get them. Because it was late. And there are way dangerous lions and giant raccoons that hide in the bushes at night. It is known. I do not like it when people go out at night without me. 

I did not go. I had to stay home and guard Craig. Zita asked me to. We watched a story all about a castle with a famous garden. It is owned by a real princess. 

It was not a very good garden. Only bushes. No green beans or carrots at all. Princesses only eat at table sheet restraurents. Not at home. It was a silly garden. 

Day Seven Hundred and Seventy Two

We forgot to go on our walk last night. Oh dear.

At dinner Niamh and Emmet were so busy talking all about the way old Gods I fell asleep under the dinning room table. 

It was way too late when I woke up and Zita remembered our very nice walk. Oh well.

We had a nice walk this morning. It is a beautiful day. Not a soggy dog day at all. That is good.

This morning Zita was off working. She has to help find a nice place for her friends to work. It has to be near nice restaurants. So everyone can have nice lunches. Not just chips. 

Cara and Emily's way way old grandfather Nono died. That is very sad. Craig says there are too many sad say good bye days. 

He was itillian. When he is in haven he can talk to all of Emmet's friends the way way old Gods. They were from Itally too. They all know Emmet. Because he remembers all of them. They like that. It is important to be remembered when you are a God. It is known. 

Maybe Nono can talk to the Punics too. And their elephants. That would be nice. I will talk to Saint Newton tonight. He knows everybody in heaven. Mostly the dogs. 

The nice dogs will help Nono dig a new garden. He loved gardens. It is where he grows his spaghetti. Craig told me. It is known.

Craig's friend Richard wants to be a rascal. Oh dear. Oh dear. Craig and Zita and Emmet will try to help him be a rascal. Not me. I cannot vote. Niamh has a rascal button with Richard's name on it. It was a present. For free.

He will be a nice rascal I hope. Craig says some rascals start nice but they forget how important it is to be nice. Then they are just nasty rascals. Too bad for us.

Dogs should be able to vote. Dogs know who is nice. And who is nasty. It would be better if dogs could vote. It is known. 

Zita put the old go fast chair in the basement.  It is retired. Just like Craig. Craig does not live in the basement though. Only Emmet. And all the books. And the little scary bathroom. 

Day Seven Hundred and Seventy One

It is a nice quiet day. Because it is Sunday. Sunday are quiet days. Lots of people go to the church down the street. With the bells. I watch them go to church from my watching window.

I do not go to church. I do not need to go. Dogs can talk to Saint Newton anytime. Not just in church. Craig and Zita do not go there now. The nice man who used to talk there had to leave. Craig said it was not right. It was not fair. Too bad for the church. 

It is not a soggy day. It is a just right for a nice long walk day.

I guarded Emmet and Niamh this morning.

Craig and Zita went to the not for very much money breakfast store. They did not have breakfast. Instead they got new fuzzy curtain for my watching window in the winter. That is good.

And they got Emmet his favourite cinimmon buns so he will not stave to death. That is good.

We have no more places to put any new books. Now we need lots more places to put all our books.  Zita said we will have to move things all around. Oh dear. I will not like it. It is known. I like things the way they are. They should just put them in big piles on the floor. Like Emmet. 

My friend Jamie was outside. Zita and Emmet were talking to professor Jill. All about her vacation. Way down where they had the broken house war. She sent Emmet letters with pictures on them. 

She saw the famous Stonewall.  I do not know way a stonewall is famous. I have a nice stonewall. Right beside our beautitiful garden. It is not famous. Oh well. 

Day Seven Hundred and Seventy

Another soggy dog day. Craig did not go to breakfast because it was too soggy when he got up. He got up way after me. And Zita. Ha.

Zita and I went for a long walk. When it was not so soggy. That was nice. We saw my friends the ducks. Some of them were still asleep. Oh well.

At lunch time Craig and Zita went out to look at all the new stores they are building on the very busy street. Emmet was still fast asleep. I guarded the house. On my comfy bed in the kitchen. With my peanut butter treat.

When they came home they bought cookies from the farmers who were selling tastey food. They were not for dogs. Not even nice dogs like me. They had chocolate in them. Oh well.

Zita is going out for dinner to a too many chips restaurant tonight. With her friend Doctor Susan. 

Craig will watch the television. His football team will loose again. He should just read his books. Books do not loose. At the very end of the game. Like last night. Too bad for him. 

Emmet is cooking dinner. They will have pasta. Emmet knows how to cook pasta. Niamh will cook meatballs. They are her favourite. You can get lots of them at the not so very much money breakfasts store. It is known. And cinimmon buns for Emmet.  So he will not starve. It is known.

Niamh took me for my other walk. We got soggy. Oh well. 

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty Nine

It is a cold day. That is silly. It is summer time. It is not time for the cold.  

Zita had to wear a fuzzy jacket for our nice walk this morning. Before breakfast.

Niamh had to get up way early. To go to a new store. To have more dance a lot pictures made. I could not go.

I was way too busy. I sat in the car and guarded all the papers when the nice people came to get their big piles of papers. I like sitting in the gold big car. And watching everything. It is known.

Yesterday I helped take some of the papers to the stores on the busy street. In the car. Ha. 

There were lots of frogs in my yard last night. I did not play with them. Oh well.

Craig had to put on a nice warm shirt. It was too cold to read his new book. And he had to have another coffee to make him all toasty. We did not have toasts today. Too bad for me.

Craig is a Roman doctor in way far away, long long ago England. He has to find one of his helpers. He is lost. They are building a very long wall. To keep all the Scotsmen away. Ha. No porridge for them.

Zita is taking lots and lots to papers to all the nice people who put them on all the front steps. All over my neighbourhood. I was in the newspaper one time. Not Craig. Or Emmet. Just Zita and Niamh and me. Ha.

Niamh's friend Zoe is going to sleep here tonight. They will not sleep. They will just laugh. Zoe is my friend too. Even when I was way little. She is tall. 

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty Eight

It is sometimes a soggy day. We had a nice walk before it got all soggy out. 

My tummy is all better. That is good. I do not like having a sick tummy. Too many naps are not good for you.

Our newspaper men are comming today. With all our newspapers. The newspaper vacation is all over Zita said.

I did not bark way too much at the my friends the newspaper men today. That is good. I will get treats. 

We have to put big orange blankets on top of the papers. So they will not be all soggy. People do not want soggy papers. It is known.

Last night Emmet and Niamh were in Craig's old go fast chair. That is not right. I did not like that. It is Craig's chair. Not theirs. Oh well. 

I cannot help with the newspapers. I get in the way. Oh dear. Too bad for them.

The newspaper men have a very big truck. It is loud. I am not so loud. Only when I bark too much. Oh well. 

Craig and Zita have to put pieces of paper with numbers on all the piles of papers. I cannot help. Dogs cannot read. 

They make a very big mess. They do not get in trouble. Ha. 

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty Seven

Another soggy dog day. I still have a little bit of a sick tummy. I cannot eat so much. Oh dear. 

I had a nice nap on Niamh's comfy bed this morning. Niamh was watching the catch all the scary people program on the television. In the den. She did not mind me having a nap on her bed. 

It is a windy day. The scary green garbage can with the wheels is in my side yard. So it will not fly far away in the wind. Too bad for me.

I have to have lots of nice naps until my tummy is all better.

Emmet is going to get all his new books for his university. Not today. It is too soggy. When it is not so soggy he will go. 

Emmet loves books. He has lots of them. All over. In big piles. He steals Craig's books. Ha.

Niamh is reading a scary book. She likes it. I would not like scary books. I would only read happy books. With brave dogs. Like me. Or nice horses that do not smell. And elephants. Ha. Yesterday was elephant day. All over the world. Nobody told me. Oh well.

Zita is working. I am helping her. On my own nice duvet. With the summer flowers on it. 

Craig's old go fast chair came back home. All shiny. We will keep it in the basement. In case the new go fast chair breaks. Go fast chairs break. I do not know why. Maybe they go too fast. Ha. 

Craig is still a detective in Turkey. He has not caught anybody. He is not a very fast detective. It is because he does not have a brave dog to help him. It is known. 

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty Six

It is a soggy dog day. 

I have a very sick tummy. From being asleep at Doctor Smith's hospital. Too bad for me.

I will have nice naps. On my comfy bed. My friend Emmet came upstairs to help me guard the house. He helped me because I always help him when he sick. It is my job. We are way good friends. It is known.

He sat on the big comfy sofa with his little computer. I had a nap on the nice soft rug. Bedside Emmet's feet. So I know where he is. Even when I am all asleep.

Craig and Zita had to go out. To say good bye to an old friend of Craig's. From his university long long time ago. 

He was Craig's very nice doctor for a long time. Until he got way sick. He died. 

That is too bad. It is what happens when you get way way way too old. Or way way too sick. That is sad.

Niamh had to go to the new dance a lot place. They want to take beautiful pictures of her. With brand new clothes on. From a famous store. That will be nice. They are not Mister Bill's pictures though. Someone else will make the pictures. Oh well.

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty Five

We did not go for a walk this morning. I had to go see Doctor Smith. Way early in the morning.

I had to get my teeth all nice and shiny. I go fast asleep and do not remember anything until I wake up. And then I am not at home and then I get a bit freighted. I only like to wake up at home. With my own family. Oh dear. 

They cut some of my fur all off on my leg. Oh dear. I do not like this at all. 

Zita came to get me from Doctor Smith's hospital. Before my dinner. I did not have to stay there all night. Like Emmet had to. That is good. 

When I got home I was very tired. And had to have a very long nap on my nice comfy bed. With my own family.

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty Four

It is very quiet today. It is Sunday. Sundays are quiet.

Craig and Zita cleaned and cleaned the big fence in my side yard. They have to paint it. Some of the paint is all gone. Because I have to jump up on the fence. Every morning. To chase the nasty squirrels away. Ha.

We cut lots more of the too tall trees and bushes. We put the pieces in giant paper bags. For the scary garbage trucks.

Zita made own made cinimmon buns this morning. Cinimmon buns are not for nice dogs like me. I would get a sick tummy. Oh dear.

We got presents for cousin Julia's new little baby. Lots of socks. Babies like socks. I do not wear socks. Niamh only wears half socks. That is silly.

Emmet and I looked out my watching window this afternoon. I had a nice nap. I was guarding him. 

We did not go for our before dinner walk until late. Because it is a way hot day. 

It is Uncle Bill's birthday. He is still way old. I am not so way old. Not like Craig. 

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty Three

I had a busy day. 

We had a nice walk. And we had our toasts on our beautiful patio. Ha. 

We made the bushes and trees in my beside the house yard smaller.  Zita had a long long machine. With a string. When you pull the string pices of tree fall from the sky.

On top of me. Oh dear. It was a bit scary. I did not bark at all. Ha. 

Then we had to use the way too loud wind machine. To make everything all neat and tidy again. 

I can not be outside when Zita uses the too loud wind machine. She said I might get something in my eye. Oh dear. I watched out my dining room window. That is good. 

Now the nasty squirrels cannot hide from me. Because the trees are not so tall now. Too bad for them. Ha.

I was a big help. Then I had a nap. It is very hard being a big help. 

Because he is a way good baby sitter Mister Paul is going to stay in way far away England for a long long time. Craig told me. 

Who will going to go to the not very much money breakfast store with Craig? Oh dear. Oh dear. Who will fix Zita's make the clothes all clean again machine? Oh dear. Too bad for us.

We had a nice long walk in the too hot day this afternoon. Before dinner. 

It is Uncle Bill's sing happy birthday day tomorrow. He is still way old. Even older than Craig. And Craig is so old he went on trains that had fire in them. Emmet told me so. Maybe it is not true. Fire is way dangerous. It is known. Oh dear me.

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty Two

Everybody is home. In their own beds. With their own pillows. I am not in charge now. That is right.

Zita and I had a nice long walk. And we had toasts. With nice bread from Craig and Zita's trip. With the special jam. They always go to that special nice kabillions kinds of bread store. That is good. It is good toasts.

Craig and I played throw the ball a lot this morning. That is good. 

I had a nice nap on my very own bed in the nice cool kitchen. It is going to be a way hot day. The radio told us. 

Zita has to use the make the grass short machine today. I cannot help. I do not mind. It is a too hot day. I am not very a big help in my garden. I am a big help guarding it. From the nasty squirrels or the bunnies. Who eat my carrots and my green beans. It is my job. 

 

I found my big blue ball. It is an outside ball. It was under the scary bicycles. The squirrels put it there. I found it. Ha.

Niamh is working at the new dance a lot place. Painting it very bright colours. She has lots of students this year. That is good.

Craig is a detective in far away Turkey.  Again. Not long long time ago Turkey. Just now Turkey. No nice dogs. Oh well. It will not be a good book. 

The present man brought Craig two new books. Soon he will be a Roman doctor trying to catch nasty people a long time ago in way far away England. No nice dogs or even elephants. Oh well. 

Uncle Bill came over on his blue big motorcycle. To talk to Emmet and Craig all about a bacon restaurant. It is new. They are going to go and eat lots and lots of bacon. Ha. They will have sick tummies. Too bad for them. 

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty One

I was in charge all night. Last night. Ha. 

I slept on the cousin's extra bed. In the extra room. In the scary basement. Where all the sleep too late in the morning ladies played their scary games on the other television. Until way late. Their games are very loud.

When everybody went to sleep I slept on the floor in front of Niamh's  bedroom. To guard them. It was my job. Because I was in charge. Ha.

They had pizza from Mister Tony's pizza store. That is good. 

Emmet and Sava and Chris went to a too many chips restaurant and a very loud movie. That is what they do. 

I went for a nice walk when Niamh had to go and feed the nasty cat. For real money. You have to pay nice people real money to feed cats. Ha.

Craig and Zita got home before my dinner walk. That is good. There were no presents for me. This time. Oh well. 

Zita is in charge now. Not me. That is good. Being in charge is a hard job. It is known. I will have a nice nap. Or play throw the ball with Craig.

When Craig is not here we do not have toasts in the morning. Oh well. 

Day Seven Hundred and Sixty

I had a nice long walk this morning. Before Craig got out of bed. Ha.

We went to the big lake and down my favourite very big trees street.

Craig and Zita are going away today. I am in charge. They wrote big lists of everything for Niamh and Emmet to do. Like do not forget to feed Poppy. Ha.

They will not listen. Oh well.

Craig will not be here to do the typing for my story. Oh dear. Maybe I will try to get Niamh to do it. I am in charge.

Day Seven Hundred and Fifty Nine

We did not go for our nice walk today until late. Zita had a sore head. Because of the weather. Oh dear.

I lost my favourite ball under the sofa. I could not get it. Craig had to get the scary grabber to get it for me.

It is a soggy day. I helped Zita with her work. On my comfy summer duvet. With my pillow. 

Today Craig is a itilian policeman. He lives in Rome. With the Pope. His house is too small to have a nice dog to help him. Oh well. 

Niamh has to go to the dentist today. In the afternoon. Craig will drive her. Oh dear. She cannot feel her ears. Oh dear. 

Emmet and I are very polite. When he gets me a treat we shake each other's feet.  Emmet says it is important to know how to be polite. So we will be invited to visit the Queen. In far away England. Or if Emmet become Pope. It is known.

Tonight is not soggy. So Zita and I went for a nice walk. To see the little ducks. You cannot bark at little ducks. It would scare them. Oh dear. 

Tomorrow Zita and Craig are going for a nice visit to some nice restraurents. Sheets on the table restraurents. Not too many chip restraurents.  Zita said I will be in charge of the whole house. And Emmet and Niamh. And I can sleep on the big bed all by myself. Ha.

Day Seven Hundred and Fifty Eight

I had a nice quiet day. We had a nice walk and we had our toasts on our beautiful patio. I had a nice nap.

Today was everybody reading books day. Craig is a old soldier in an new war. Looking for some nasty men who just kill people who are not just like them. Oh dear.  He does not a a nice dog. Just two old horses who pull his big black wagon. 

We played throw the ball. When I was not having a nice nap.

Zita and Emmet are reading their books too. Dogs do not know how to read books. We just like to listen to books. Especially books with brave dogs in them. We are very good listeners.

Sometimes I bark too much. And then I get in trouble. Oh dear. 

Niamh took me for a nice walk. It is not way too hot today. That is good.

It is a nice quiet day. For everybody. That is nice. 

Day Five Hundred and Fifty Seven

It is a nice quiet Sunday. We went for a nice walk.

We had lots of toasts on our beautiful patio. And watched the people going to the park. It is a beautiful day.

We had pancakes and bacon for our special Sunday breakfast. Emmet was nearly awake. Ha.

Zita spent the whole afternoon making the garden all beautiful again. I could not help. I am not a big help in the garden. I am a bit messy. Oh well. 

I stand at the watching window and bark if I see dangerous dogs or nasty people coming too near to Zita. Craig says I worry way too much. He is wrong. Ha.

Craig is writing a new story. He will be a writer just like me. Ha. 

He is writing about his friend from way far away Ireland, mister Oughterard Otter. All about his exciting adventures.  Mister Otter is not real like me. He is just real in Craig's head. That is where the best stories live. It is known.

Niamh's dance a lot friend Mackennzie is comming to have dinner at our house and have a stay up late  and get up late night. They will be noisy. It is known. Ha.

Niamh had big pieces of paint on her last night. When she got home from the new dance a lot place. She had to haved a scrubbed all clean bath. Ha.

Day Seven Hundred and Fifty Six

I had a nice walk with Zita this morning. Before the way too hot was here.

When Craig got out of the comfy bed we had toasts. With jam. That is good. Jam is good for dogs. Especially nice French jam. In way beautiful jars. Ha.

Niamh went to her new dance a lot place. She and all the dance a lot friends are going to paint it all  nice. Because it is band new. 

She and the dance a lot friends had dinner there last night. Chinese food. I like Chinese food. I was not there. Too bad for me.

She has a new toe dance teacher. I do not know who it is. Dogs do not toe dance. I just dance with Emmet. With my feet on his shoulders. Ha. 

We went for a little walk in the way too hot. To look at the giant party in my park. With a way way big tent. With people dressed in way too hot clothes. With real music. Craig said it was the music for water. That is nice. 

Craig came on the nice little walk too. We went and saw my friends the ducks and sat on the bench for a nice rest and drink. 

We saw the house without a bottom. It is still there. It did not fall down. Someone is making a new bottom for it. But not very fast. 

Day Seven Hundred and Fifty Five

Zita and Niamh came home last night. In Craig's silver little car.  From the not so far away airport. Ha.

Everybody went to sleep in their own cosy beds last night. Me too. Good for us.

I am not a sad dog today. It is known.

I got a present from way far away Ireland. The best purple bouncy ball in the world.  It is my own present. Niamh and all the cousins got it for me. That is good.

Craig and Emmet got presents too. They did not get a bouncy ball. Ha.

Craig forgot my dinner again. Until after it was dark. Oh dear. Too bad for me.

Niamh got presents for all her friends. Special candy from way far away. 

Zita took me for a nice long walk this morning. It was a very nice morning. Not a soggy dog day. Not a way too hot day. Just a nice day for a nice walk. That is good.

We all had toasts and jam after our walk. That is good. 

Emmet and Zita went to the nice food store so will will not starve to death. That is good.

It is good everybody is home again. So I can look after them. It is known.