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.
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