Day Eight Hundred and Fifteen

Niamh told me she is all better. She went to school today. I do not believe her. Craig does not believe her either. He told me. Ha.

Niamh just wants to go to her dance a lot school. She does not sound like Niamh. That is how I know she is not all better. Ha.

Craig and I played catch the ball a lot today. No toasts today.

Zita is at our own house today. Writing stories for her new university. She has to go to Mister Saint Paul's university until late tonight. I will wait at my watching window until she is all home and cosy. It is my job. 

It is a cloudy day. No nice sunshine today. My friend Jamie came for a little visit today. After my nice walk. 

It is a nice wavy windy day. I get flappy ears on windy day. I like windy days. It is known. We walk fast on windy days. Craig cannot come on windy day walks. I am too fast. Ha. He is too slow. 

Zita likes windy days too. She told me it is just like this in way far away Ireland. It is always windy there. And rainy. Except we Niamh and Zita visit. Then it has to be nice and sunny. Or they will not visit. It is known.

It is a make your own sandwich night. Because it is Zita's stay out late night at her new university. 

And Niamh has dance a lot until late too. Niamh has a sore foot. A silly person pushed open a big door on it. At dance a lot school. It is the same colour as me. She showed me. Oh dear. The silly boy got in trouble from all of Niamh's giant friends. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Fourteen

I had a way busy day. My friend Niamh is still sick. With a way too much cold. 

She could not go to dance a lot school today. She cannot teach her dance a lot class tonight. Oh dear. 

Zita had an important meeting at her nearly new job today. Craig drove her. 

I was in all in charge. It is my job to help my friend Niamh get all better. I am a good helper. 

Niamh has to eat ice cream because of her too sore throat. I get peanut butter treats.

We nearly ran out of ice cream. Craig had to drive Niamh to where the special tasty ice cream is sold. Oh dear. It is special just right for milkshakes ice cream.

Craig drove Emmet to the nice fix the computers store. To get his little for university computer. He has to go to his way dangerous people class tonight. It is good his little computer is a fixed again.

His friend from long ago was there. In the store. He is going to a university in way far away. To learn the same stories as Emmet. That is good. They are going to talk to each other on their little computers. Even from way far way. That is good. 

Craig drove Emmet to his nice university. Then he found Zita walking down the street from the far down town. She got a ride too. She told me it is a long walk. When you are wearing beautiful for work shoes. 

Uncle Bill came over yesterday. On his very blue big motorcycle. He is all better. But not Auntie Louise. She is not all better yet. Craig and Emmet and Ubcle Bill are going to the special way too much bacon restaurant. For lunch. 

Expect if Uncle Bill has to drive his motor cycle in the beautiful sunshine. Before the way too cold comes. You cannot drive your motorcycle in the way too cold. Your feet fall off. Even with wooly socks. Uncle Bill told me. 

I was in charge all day. Everyone was away. Doing important things. Except my friend Niamh.  She is still sick. You cannot be in charge when you are sick. It is known. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Thirteen

It is Sunday. Sundays are nice quiet days. It is a beautiful day. All sunshine. We had a long walk. That is good. 

We watched a nice movie last night. In the den. Even Emmet watched. It was not a too loud movie. It was a nice movie about brave people finding all the beautiful pictures nasty people had stolen. I do not know why nasty people want to break beautiful things. 

Craig is sad. Because some way nasty people are breaking his very most favourite castle in way way way far away. That is not nice. Dogs would not do that. Even those nasty dogs. It is known. 

I was very busy today. Niamh has a very sore throat. I have to help her get all better. She is in the den on the nice sofa. Sleeping. 

Niamh was up way late at night. Because of her sore throat. I got up to help. I am good at helping when people are sick. 

Craig slept in. Until way late. I had to wait and wait to play catch the ball. No toasts today. Oh well.

Zita went to a find your favourite rascal meeting. With her friend Kathy. Craig and I stayed home to guard Emmet and Niamh. 

Niamh is all asleep. In the den. 

Emmet is still writing writing. Down stairs. In his comfy bedroom. He went out for a nice walk. In the beautiful sunshine. So too much writing won't hurt his head. He got his favourite ice tea. In the very tall can. Ha. 

Uncle Bill was sick. He has a way too cold. Because of too many nice cheese stores in way far way France. Craig told Emmet. I heard him. That is not true. I eat cheese. I do not get too cold. I am furry. Not like Uncle Bill. Ha.

Craig and Emmet and Uncle a Bill are going to go to a special bacon restraurent. For a nice lunch. They will eat too much and they will have sick tummies. Ha.

Day Eight Hundred and Twelve

Last night after my go to bed time I went in the gold big car. To get Niamh at her friend's house. So I could guard everybody in the dangerous night time. We got home all safe. No lions. Or skunks. That is good.

It is a nice Saturday. It is the day Craig goes to his old friend's breakfast. He allways goes on Saturday. Unless it is raining. Craig will melt in the rain. He told me. It is not true. He does not melt in the bathtub. Ha. 

Zita and I went with him for our nice walk this morning. He is very slow. I am faster than the go fast chair. Ha.

I had to go with him today. Yesterday the go fast chair hit a big hole in the road and nearly crashed to pieces. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

I was not there to help. I was at home guarding the house. That is why I went with him this morning. To find the big holes for him. Even though he is very slow. Oh well.

Then Zita and I went for our nice quick walk. That is good.

Zita got bunches and bunches  of new clothes for her nearly new job. She tried them on all morning. Doctor Susan came over to help. I had a nice nap on my comfy bed. 

Niamh is at dance a lot all day. It is a toe dance day. 

Emmet is writing and writing and writing. It is an Irish tea day for Emmret. 

Craig reads everybody's stories. Before they are finished. He is a good story reader. Zita told me. He reads the stories for no money. That is good. 

His football team lost last night. Again. Oh well. 

We had a very exciting afternoon. We were outside with the catching ball game. There was a very very loud noise. From the sky. It was not the scary thunder. It was very loud airplanes. I was not scared. 

Craig went out onto our patio to see them. They were very close to us. Craig told me the way big one was the way way old airplane that his father had in the old sad war. 

It was very loud. I could feel it. All over. There were other little airplanes beside it. They were loud too. Wars must be way way too loud. I would not like that. It is known. 

Day Eight Hundred and Eleven

We had another way beautiful day. Zita and I had a long long walk. We visited both of our ponds. That is good. And down the little behind the houses street. 

When we came home we made the house all spic and span.

Last night we had a beautiful dinner. With our own made carrots and potatoes. From our garden. That is why I have to guard it from the nasty squirrels. They will steal all our beautiful vegetable. There will no treats for me. Oh dear. I got carrot treats last night. That is good.

Emmet's little computer will not work. Not the little little computer. The little for university computer. Craig could not fix it. Something inside broke. All by itself. Oh dear.

After Zita took Emmet to his nice university Craig and Zita took the little computer to Zita's friend at the nice fix the computers store. They will fix it.

Craig and Zita had a nice lunch at a nice restraurent. I guarded the house. All by myself.

Zita told me after lunch they went to Zita friend's nice Mrs. Morrela's store with the tasty deserts. And the nice coffee. They make Emmet's favourite desserts. With lemons. Uncle Bill thinks it is a tasty store too. 

Niamh is going to New York with all the dance a lot ladies. Before Merry Christmas time. To visit way famous dance a lot schools. They are going to sleep in a hotel. 

I am not going. Craig says I cannot go. I do not have the little book with my picture in it. Too bad for me. They are going on a big bus. Niamh says I would not like the bus. It might make my tummy sick. Like Niamh.  Oh dear. I would not like that. 

There were lots and lots of nasty squirrels on my beautiful patio this afternoon. I did not get into so much trouble today. That is good. 

Day Eight Hundred and Ten

We had a nice walk this morning. With my friend Jamie. It is a way nice day. All sunny. No falling down clouds today.

We had our toasts when we got home. Craig and I played catch my ball. I like that game. A lot. Craig is way stubborn.

Zita had to phone everybody every where. All over. For her nearly new job. She has to find out who everybody is. And see if they are still there. Even ones in way far away where the cousins live. In the very big and high mountains. Where the fierce mountain lions live. In the scary forest. It is way far away. That is good. 

They have different times in way far away. You cannot phone them at your time. That is silly. They will not know when it is dinner time. Or when to go to bed. They will be late for all their meetings. Oh dear. People like everything to be way too complicated. 

After our lunch Craig drove Emmet to his university. For his stories all about way old Africa. They talked all about the Punics today. That is good. I like the Punics. They have giant elephants. I would like elephants. Uncle Bill likes elephants. 

Uncle Bill just does not like turkeys. Uncle Bill says there are lots of different kinds of turkys. He does not like any of them. It is known. 

It is a late dance a lot night for Niamh. Niamh is way busy.

Last night Niamh and our friend Zoe went out for ice creams and coffees. At the expensive coffee store. And the nice make their own bagel store. Because it was Zoe's sing happy birthday day. I did not see her. Oh well. 

Zita and I had a nice before my dinner walk. She told me it was a beautiful day. She is right. I knew that. Ha. We did not see the ducks today. Oh well. 

Day Eight Hundred and Nine

This morning was a way too cloudy day. All the clouds were on the ground. That is not right. It is known.

This morning we could not see across the pond. I could not see my friends the ducks. Oh dear. They could not see me. They did not know I came for a nice visit. Oh dear. Too bad for me. 

Then all the too many clouds went away and it was all sunny. Good for us. I stayed in my side yard. On the toasty stones. Ha. 

Zita had to drive Niamh to school. She had an important meeting. She forgot it. Until she was all awake. Oh dear. She was nearly late. Oh dear. Niamh does not like being late. 

A squirrel was on my front door steps. Eating our beautiful flowers. In the big pot. I got in trouble. I had to sit in the kitchen. For a little while. I hate squirrels. Too bad for me. 

Zita did not have to go to the special table sheet restraurent. There were not enough chairs. Oh dear. 

Tonight is an everybody for dinner night. That is good. No dance a lot. No too late at night universities.

I like it when everybody is home. With me. That is when I know where they all are. 

Today is Niamh's friend Zoe's sing happy birthday day. Ha. She is not so old. She eats all of Craig's secret presents chocolate bars. Too bad for him. 

Day Eight Hundred and Eight

I nearly lost my blue catching ball. It bounced over the fence. Craig could not find it. Oh dear. 

When Emmet came home from his nice university he found it. Under the silver little car. Before the nasty squirrels could steal it. Ha. Good for me.

It was a quiet day. Not any sunshine at all. I do not like that. You cannot have a cosy nap if the big flat stones in my side yard are not all toasty warm. Too bad for me.

I had toasts today. 

Zita went in the gold big car to get Niamh at her dance a lot school. So she would not be late to teach dance a lot to the little girls. 

She can come home for a tastey dinner with Emmet and Craig. After dinner she has her own dance a lot to go to. Until late again.

Niamh has to practice her toe dance. A lot. Because she is the sugar fairy for the special Christmas dance a lot party. With another way beautiful costume. She told me. Ha. I am a good listener. 

Zita has to go to her Mister Saint Paul's university tonight. Until late. Then she will have beers with her nice lady friends. And talk about their all together university project. Until late. Ha. 

I will guard Craig and Emmet. They are easy to guard. They stay in the nice safe house. Where there are no scary lions. Or giant raccoons. Just lots of too many books. And Irish tea for my friend Emmet. 

Craig does not drink Irish tea. He is not Irish. He is just a pretend Scotsman. He has oatmeal cookies instead. 

Tomorrow maybe Zita has to go to a special get all dressed up table sheets restraurent. Just for lunch. With a bunch of rascals. To listen to interesting people tell long stories. 

I can not go. It is a no dogs restaurant. Zita told me. 

That is not very nice. What if there are lions. Or way fierce wolves there. All the people will be way too scared. Ha. That is way people need dogs. So they won't be scared. 

Day Eight Hundred and Seven

It is a cloudy day. A nice day to have a nice nap on the big stones in my side yard. All the giant frogs are gone. That is good. 

Zita went on her fast bicycle to the big building way down town. It is where her nearly new job is. She wore her fast bicycle helmet. I do not have a helmet. I do not have a bicycle. 

Craig does not have a helmet for his go fast chair. I do not know why. Nobody told me. Oh well. 

Craig and I played catch the ball. I had chicken treats. And a cheese treat. Ha. 

Emmet has his all about the way dangerous people class tonight. Until late. 

It is Niamh's teach dance a lot night. Until late. 

Zita is going out with her nice lady friends to a not too many chip restaurant. Until late. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

Everyone except Craig will be out in the scary very dark night. I do not like that.

It is just Craig to guard tonight. That is not hard. He does not go out in the very dark where the lions and giant raccoons hide in the bushes. That is good. 

He will have sandwiches. I will help him with his dinner. It is known.

He will read his book. In the den. With his coffee. I will get up on the sofa. Until I get too hot. The sofa makes me too hot. Then I will go sleep on the comfy rug. Or on my cosy duvet. Ha. 

In a little while everyone will come home. Then it will be all right. It is known. 

Day Eight Hundred and Six

It is a way soggy day. We could not go for our nice morning walk. Or get tasty treats at the nice lady's house. Too much rain. There was a giant frog in my side yard. Oh dear. 

We looked out the watching window for a while. Craig helped. He is a good watching helper. He does not say anything. He just watches. That is good. Then I had a nice nap. 

The radio machine said there is going to be some thunder today. I heard him say so. Oh dear. I do not like thunder. Either does Zita. Craig who is not afraid of thunder. That is good. 

We had croissants for our late lunch. With cheese and jams. I only got the croissants ends. Oh well. 

I only got in trouble once this morning. I had to sit in the kitchen. All by myself. Because of the squirrels. I hate squirrels.  

Zita and I went for a nice walk after our croissants. When the too much rain was stopped. I was still a bit soggy. Oh well. 

Emmet's nice university won the famous football game yesterday. Everyone was way surprised. Even Emmet. 

They won a bear. I would not want to win a bear. They are very dangerous. And big. And smelly. Uncle Bill told me. That is not a good prize. Ha. 

Craig is going to watch his football team in the den. They will not win. Craig does not have way good teams. It is known. Too bad for him. 

Day Eight Hundred and Five

Zita and I had a nice walk. No scary raccoons today. Just lots of wind. For flappy ears. Ha. 

I did not see my friend Jamie today. Jamie just has little ears. They do not go flappy. In the wind. Too bad for him. Oh well.

Craig went to his old friends breakfast. To eat sausages. He will get a sick tummy. Too bad for him.

There is a way big football game today. Just down the street. Emmet's nice university is going to play Zita's new university. Oh dear. 

Zita and Emmet are not going. That is good. There are lots of people walking down our street. Because Emmet's nice university is not so far away from our house. And lots of policemen. Not Uncle Bill. He is retired. So he can drink his coffee. Whenever he wants. Just like Craig. Ha.

Niamh had to go to the police station today. To make sure she is not a nasty person. 

Nasty people cannot teach dance a lot. Niamh is not a nasty person. She is my friend. I do not have nasty friends. Just way nice friends. It is known. 

Emmet is writing all about the nasty people movie. For his very dangerous people class at his university. He told Craig that the movie did not tell the truth very much. Oh dear. That is not right. Movies should tell the truth. Just like me. He got his Irish tea to help him write. That is good.

Zita is making our beautiful garden all ready for the cold winter. I cannot help. I am not a big help in our beautiful garden. I get too excited. And somtimes I dig big deep holes. Then I get in trouble. Oh dear. Too bad for me.

Zita got lots and lots of our own made carrots today. From our beautiful garden. Some of them are all for me. Ha. For treats. Good for me. 

Day Eight Hundred and Four

I had a way exciting day. We found a raccoon in my little behind the houses street. It ran away. Up into a tree. That is good. Raccoons are scary. It was not a giant raccoon. That is good. Zita and I were surprised. We did not run away. Ha.

It is a nice sunny day. It is a good dog day. Not way too hot. Not soggy. I had a nice nap in my side yard. That is good.

Zita took lots of our newspapers to to all the nice stores stores on our busy street. In the gold big car. I did not go. I stayed here to guard the big piles of newspaper for the other nice people to take away. And to guard Craig.

Zita drove Emmet to his nice university. To hear stories all about how to know all about people from long long ago. And to get his donuts and tea for his lunch.

Craig was all busy with a brand new little box for the computers. And another different box for the den. It can remember television stories. It took a long time. Oh well. We had a nice sandwich for lunch. 

We played catch the ball anyway. After our lunch. Ha. 

Niamh had to leave her dance a lot school early. So she could go with her dance friends to the football game. Maybe they will win. It is not Craig's team. That is good. Ha.

Craig and Emmet stayed up way late. To watch all the Scotsmen. The Scotsmen voted not to be just Scotsmen. I think that Craig can still have his porridge. And his oatmeal cookies. Good for him. 

All the Scotsmen want to stay friends with all the other people in way far away. They will share. But not everything. Sharing is good. Craig shares his toasts. Zita does not share her toasts. Oh well. Emmet shares his cheeses with me. That is good. 

I had a long long before dinner walk. All over. No raccoons. Or lions. That is good. Just me and Zita. And my friends the nice ducks. 

Day Eight Hundred and Three

Another quiet day. It is our own newspaper day. The big truck brought lots and lots of newspapers to our house. I did not bark very much. That is good.

It is a very nice day. It is a little bit cold. I like days like this. It is known.

I guarded the house when Craig and Zita and Emmet had to go out. To do important things. 

Craig got me more chicken treats from Doctor Smith. That is good. I had my peanut butter treats too.

This afternoon lots of nice people came to take lots of newspaper to all their nice friends. I barked a bit.  Oh well.

Emmet has to write a big story all about a dangerous people movie. All about way far away Ireland. Long ago. When everybody had guns. And nobody liked anybody. Oh dear. 

We did not play catch the ball a lot. Too many newspapers in my yard. Oh dear. We can play tomorrow. When the newspaper are all gone. That is good.

Niamh has dance a lot tonight. Until late. 

Day Eight Hundred and Two

We had a nice quiet day. Everybody was very busy.

Craig and I played catch the ball. After toasts. And too long coffees. He is very slow. It is known.

Niamh was at her dance a lot school. And Zita rode her fast bicycle to her nearly new work. Way down town. Craig and Emmet had an after lunch appointment. 

I had the whole house. Just for me. I guarded it. All by myself. Because I was in charge. Ha.

It is going to be a soggy night. The radio said so. Oh well.  

Everybody will have dinner all together tonight. No dance a lot. No nice universites. Just my family all together. That is what is right. 

They will talk and talk and talk. I will just listen. And have a nice nap. On the floor behind Niamh and Zita's chair. So I can catch anything that might fall. And say thanks to Mister Saint Newton. Ha.

If everybody votes not to be Scotsmen maybe Craig will not be able to have porridge. Or scones. With tasty jam. Or listen to his funny music. Oh dear. 

Everybody will have to pretend to be Scotsmen all for themselves. 

People should not vote on who they are. They should just vote for their own rascals. 

I know who I am. I did not have to vote to be Miss Poppy. I just am a nice Bouvier from way far away Flandres. I did not have to win a vote to be me. People are silly. 

My friend Niamh and I are going for a little walk. Before dinner. Before the too much rain. Before Zita comes home from way downtown. 

Day Eight Hundred and One

My beautiful patio had frogs all over it. Last night.

Niamh and Zita were too busy doing all their reading. They could not help.  

I got Craig from the den. I sat at the door for a long time. Then he came to help. We sat at my watching window until they all went away.  He is a big help. Sometimes. I do not like frogs. They do not go where they should. 

It is a busy day. Everybody is working. Or at their own schools. Except Craig. He just throws the ball to me and drinks his coffee. And reads his books. And drives people to all over. I do not go. The silver car is too little. Oh well.

Niamh teaches dance a lot tonight. Until late. Zita has to go to Mister Saint Paul's University tonight. Until late too. Oh dear.

I do not like it when people are out in the way too dark. Where the lions hide. In the bushes. Or in the trees. 

Just me and Emmet and Craig for dinner. They will talk about Scotland. Because everybody has to vote to be a Scotsman. That is silly. Craig pretends to be a Scotsman when he eats his porridge. Or his tasty scones. I like scones. Scones always have jam on them. Ha.

I do not know why Scotsmen have to vote to be Scotsmen. Maybe they are all rascals. Oh dear. People like to have votes for everything. I know. I am a good listener. Ha.

My friend Kathy was on the television last night. In the den. She won a big prize. Real money. For making her special donuts. I cannot have donuts. I would have a way too sick tummy. Oh well. Sometimes she takes me for nice walks. Only when Zita is in way far away. 

There was a giant truck on my corner. It stayed there for a long time. An elephant truck. A way too loud truck. I did not like it all. It was not all right.

Craig said it was all right. He does not know. He will get eaten by lions. He does not listen. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred

Niamh had to go to the dentist today. Early. Zita drove her. 

We had toasts first. With jam.  That is good.

Craig and I played throw the ball. I like to catch the ball. I do not always like to bring it back. Craig understands. He goes back in the house to make the kitchen all spic and tidy. That is good.

When Niamh came home she could not smile. Oh dear. Craig and Zita did not laugh. That is good.

Zita was working for her nearly new job. At our house. That is good. I was a big help. I sleep right at the door. So nobody can get in and scare her. Because I am there. Ha. 

Craig and Niamh watched a movie. On the movie machine. It is the movie Niamh has to watch for her dance a lot school. 

I did not watch it. It was way long. With people with guns. Sometimes in Italy. Where the nice Mister Pope lives. He was not in the movie. 

It is going to be a rainy night. We went for our before dinner walk way before dinner. So we would not be soggy. I do not like being a soggy dog. Sometimes I have to stay in the kitchen. 

Emmet has his dangerous people class tonight. He likes it a lot. Even though it is at night. After our nice dinner. The man who teaches tells very good stories. That is good. I like good stories. 

Everybody tells way good stories at our dinners. Every night. Not me. I just listen. I am a good listener. That is way I know what is going on in my house. 

Niamh cannot eat dinner with us tonight. Because she has to teach her dance a lot class. I do not like that. It is better when everybody is here. Where I can watch them. And listen. It is known. 

I did not jump at the window today. There were squirrels. Good for me. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Nine

I was a hero dog today. 

A giant spider tried to eat Niamh. I ate it first. Ha. Good for me. Niamh said I was a way way brave dog. Because spiders are scary. It is known.

It is cousin Ciara's sing happy birthday day today. She is not too old. Niamh called on the telephone to way far away Ireland. They laughed a lot. That is good.

There were lots of nasty squirrels on my beautiful patio today. 

I got bean treats. Because I was a no jumping on the window dog. Ha. Good for me. I hate squirrels.

It is not rainy today. Not too hot. It is just a nice day. I lay outside and had a nap.

There were more nasty squirrels in my beautiful vegetable garden. After lunch. Eating my own grown vegetables. My special green beans. I went into the den and barked and barked at them. They did not care. I hate squirrels. 

Everybody is reading for their universities. Except for Craig. He has to watch the football game. Oh well. I will have a nap in the den. On the comfy sofa. Maybe they will not get a new not for dogs sofa. Ha. 

Emmet had a nice long bath so he is all squeaky clean. That is good. You have to be squeaky clean to go to university. Especially inside your head. Zita told me. It is known. 

We played throw the ball in the afternoon. Sometimes Craig does not throw the ball very well. And we have to do it again. It is because he is old. Ha. 

Zita's had to push the very dangerous make the grass short machine all over today. I could not help. It is a too dangerous machine for dogs. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Eight

We got up way early. 

Zita told me my tummy was making so much noise she woke up. I did not hear it. Oh well.

Craig forgot to give me my good night dessert last night. That is why. Craig went to bed too early. 

We had a nice walk. Before the too much rain. We went on the long path where the nice lady leaves treats for me. I had one. Because I was a very good listener. I did not pull nearly at all. 

I had my breakfast when we got home. I was hungry. Because of last night. Oh well.

Craig slept in until way late. He has a sick tummy. He was in bed until after Niamh went to her dance a lot place. 

We did not have our toasts until way late. No jam on the toasts today. Jam is not good for sick tummies. It is known.

I got bean treats for not jumping on the window when the nasty squirrels came on my beautiful patio. That is good. 

Later I did not get any treats. I forgot. Oh well.

No jam on the lunch toasts either. Oh well. 

It rained a lot. All afternoon. I wanted to catch my ball. But I do not like being a soggy dog. So I only look out the side door. I do not want to go out in the too much rain. Oh well. 

It is hard being a dog. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Seven

Everybody is very busy. Except Craig. And me. 

We did not have toasts today. We had croissants way late. After playing throw the ball. Oh well. 

Craig is still a nice nurse in the long ago way far away England.

He should read more books all about the nice policeman with the very brave dog. In France. I like that book. 

Craig told me that we have to wait while the nice man writes more books. Oh dear. 

We cleaned the place where the music machines live. With smelly oil. To keep it nice and shiny. 

Emmet is at his university. Leaning all about way old people. And how they lived. Zita drove him to his university because he is a bit sore. Where they put the nasty holes in him. Craig drove him all safe home. Oh dear. 

I will go and sleep on his bed to keep him all safe. It is my job. 

Zita and I used the way noisy machine to make the house all spic and span. We moved the comfy rug in the living room. And the den. Too bad for Craig.  He had to leave to read his book. 

Craig and I had another croissant later. No jam on the croissants today. Just butter. Oh well. 

No dance a lot tonight. No university tonight. Everyone all at home. Except Niamh. She has to visit her friends. And eat ice cream. That is all right. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Six

We went for a nice walk this morning. It is not so hot day. Zita had to wear a nice fuzzy sweater. 

We did not see anybody. They were all asleep. Ha. 

Craig told Zita there was a lot of snow way out by the very big mountains. I heard him. Where his cousin lives. That is not right. I do not like that. It is not even play in all the leafs time. 

Craig's cousin has horses and dogs. On a ranch. She catches cows with her horses. I do not know what they do when they catch them. Cows are very big.  Oh well. 

Niamh has a sick tummy. And a sore head. She did not go to her dance a lot school today. She did not even wake up until way past lunch time. Oh dear.

Niamh was asked to be in a very very important dance at her dance a lot school. Just her. She is very happy. She did not even have to try for it. That is good. 

I like it when everybody is happy. And in our own house. With their own cosy duvets and pillows and beds. Like mine. It is known.

Zita has to go and see all of Niamh's new teachers tonight. To make sure they are nice. 

Emmet was at his university all day. Learning even more about the war nobody wanted. And about way old Africa. Where the scary lions live. Because it is hot there. Too hot for me. 

Craig and Niamh and Emmet are going to have Irish chicken. When Zita is out. That is good. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Five

It is a nice quiet day. No loud thunder again today. That is good.

We had toasts late today. Because Craig slept in. I had to jump on him until he was all awake. Oh well.

We did not throw my ball until late today. Until after toasts. And coffee. Craig is very slow.  Oh dear. 

Zita went to her nearly new job today. On her bicycle.

Zita had to sleep in Niamh's bed last night. Niamh had a way scary dream. She was watching a scary movie in bed before she went all asleep. She is silly. Zita said she was silly too. 

I slept in my own room. So Craig would not be afraid if he had some scary dreams. Ha. 

My friend Niamh came home early from her dance a lot school. She had a sore tooth. Craig had to drive her to her nice dentist's store.

I guarded Emmet and my house. All by myself. I got peanut butter treats. 

Emmet is reading all his university books today. He does not have to go to his university today. He has to make his Irish tea all by him self. Oh well. 

My friend Emmet and I looked out the watching window today when I was guarding our beautiful house. There was nothing interesting. No lions or elephants. Oh well. Emmet says that was good. Lions are way too scary he told me. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Four

We had a nice quiet day. It is a very nice day. No very loud thunder at all. 

There were two nasty squirrels playing on my beautiful patio today. I got in a bit of trouble. Oh dear. I hate squirrels. 

Zita worked all day in our own house. I helped. On my comfy summer duvet. 

Craig just reads his book. And drinks his coffee. And throws the ball for me. That is good.

Emmet told me his all about dangerous people professor is very nice. And interesting. You can even watch him on the computer. Instead of very noisy games. Ha.

Niamh is teaching dance a lot today. Zita went to get her at her school. So she should not be late at the new dance a lot place. Teachers cannot be late. It is known.

Zita is going to her university tonight. Not way too late she told me. Just a bit late. 

She told me not to worry. I will. I always worry if I am not taking care of my family. What if there are fierce lions hiding in the bushes. Or tigers. Oh dear. 

Zita almost made a nice dinner for Craig and Emmet and Niamh. They have to finish it. So they do not have to eat only pasta or peanut butter sandwiches. And get sick. Ha. Too bad for them.

Zita wrote out all the rules for making the food. So they would not make a mistake. 

We went for a long walk before my dinner today. Because it is a university night. Zita told me I am in charge again tonight. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Three

We had a very busy day.  

Zita had to go and feed my friends Jamie and Zorro. So they would not starve to death. Professor Jill is their family. She had to go on a very little trip. To see a friend. Who cannot leave his house. Jamie does not know him. Oh well.

Zita is going to go again tonight. To make sure Jamie and Zorro are all happy. And have their own comfy pillows. And their dinner. And that they share. Ha.

We saw my friends the ducks today.

Zita went to her nearly brand new job today. Craig drove her. It is way downtown. With no nice parks like our house. Not even a pond. Just big buildings. And cars. Oh dear.

Emmet has to go to his university tonight. For his class all about dangerous people. And Uncle Joe. And his friend Mister Collins. We have books about them. Ha.

Uncle Bill sent me pictures on the flat computer. Of lots of dogs barking. In way far away France. 

Maybe the are the very nice policeman's dogs. That is nice. 

They are very loud dogs. I did not understand them. I do not speak French anymore. Only Bouvier dogs from way long long ago spoke French. Or if they live there. Not me. I live here. With my own family. Good for me.

Craig can speak French. Niamh says he does not speak it very well. Oh well. Craig told her he can order croissants in all the French restaurants in the world. Ha. I love croissants. With nice jam. In the morning. 

Niamh is teaching dance a lot until late tonight. 

There will only be Zita and Craig and me for dinner. Oh dear. 

I like it most when everyone is at home having dinner and I get to sleep between the kitchen and the dinning room. Then I know where everybody is. That is right. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety Two

Last night I had another scary night. 

There was a party down my street. There were silly people who made fireworks go off. They were very loud and way too bright. I did not like it at all. Zita and I stayed in the kitchen. Then it was all over. 

Fireworks do not scare Zita. Or Craig. That is good. 

I only had a small nice walk this morning. I could still smell the nasty fireworks in my own park. I did not like this. My friends the ducks were all scared too. I did not see them today. They were hiding.

We came home and had our toasts. That is good. 

I had to go in the kitchen and sit for a while. Because of the nasty squirrels. I hate squirrels. Oh well.

Zita had to go shopping for new beautiful clothes for her new job this afternoon. She goes to the office sometimes. And sometimes she writes the important things here. Because she has her own made Irish tea here. 

Craig and I played throw the ball a lot today. That is good.  He says I am the most stubborn dog in the world. Ha. He says I am relentless. That is true. Good for me.

Emmet has to read all his books he got yesterday. He is very busy. He will have to have Irish tea too.

Uncle Bill is still in France. With Auntie Louise. Going to cheese stores. And wine farms. And eating at restaurants with table sheets. No lions or elephants in France. It is known.

Craig is finished being a Roman doctor. He found the nasty person. That is good. Now he is a lady nurse. In way far away England. In the war nobody wanted. She does not have a nice dog either. Oh well. 

Niamh was outside making her fingernails all beautiful. I could not go out side. I had to guard Niamh through my watching window. Too bad for me. I do not want to have way beautiful nails. 

Craig says I am beautiful already. That is true. 

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety One

It was a very scary night. Last night. Lots and lots of way way loud thunder and way bright lightening.

I did not look out the watching window. I stayed with Craig in the cosy den. He watched his football team again.They lost.

Very big trees fell down. Not on my street. People did not have any lights in their house. People need lights. Dogs do not. Too bad for them. Ha.

Some streets had way too much rain and their cars all drowned. Oh dear. Not our cars. That is good.

Thunder is very scary. It does not care if you are a nice big fierce dog like me. It still makes way too much noise. That is why I stayed in the cosy den with Craig. Thunder does not scare him.Too bad for the thunder. Ha.

I did not want to go for a long walk this morning. In case the thunder came back.

Niamh stayed up late last night. At a party. Zita had to go get her because it was late. And maybe fierce lions were hiding in the bushes.

She to get up early to go to dance a lot. She was still asleep. Zita had to drive her. Ha.

Niamh had more toe dancing this afternoon. She will be way tired. Too bad for her.

Emmet had to walk to the funny little book store. It is near Mister Nicastro's smelly cheese store. They sell only books nobody will read. Except Emmet and his friends at the university.

I like cheese. It is my favourite. And green beans. And toasts with jam.

No way loud thunder today. That is good. It is known.

Day Seven Hundred and Ninety

It was only Craig and I here today. Everyone else went to school. Craig and I had bagels and played throw the ball.

The present man brought me a package. Three new throwing balls. Brand new. Just for me. Because I am such are brave watching dog. Ha.

After our bagels for lunch it got all dark and there was so much rain I could not see my pond. There was way scary loud thunder and way way bright lightening too. 

My friends the ducks will be scared. Oh dear. It is very blowing out. Too blowing for walking outside. 

Craig was not scared. That is good. Or my friend Emmet. I was a little bit scared. They did not know. Ha. We looked out my watching window at the way too much rain. We were very brave. It is known. 

All our outside beautiful lights came on. In the middle of the day. That is not right. 

Zita went to get Niamh in the gold big car. So she would not be scared by the very loud thunder. Or drown in the way too much rain. 

I did not go for a nice walk. I could still here the scary thunder. Nobody else could here it. I could. Too bad for them.

Everybody got home. All safe. Not wet at all. That is good. Niamh is going to a party at the new dance a lot place. I am going to stay here. To guard the house. And Emmet and Craig and Zita. 

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Nine

I was a hero last night. I got treats. Ha.

I was asleep on my comfy bed in Zita and Craig's room. I heard yelling and crying from my friend Niamh's room. Nasty dangerous people in Niamh's room. That is not all right. Oh dear. 

I jumped up and ran way way fast into her room. I jumped up on the high bed to find the nasty people. I stood between Niamh and the noise as fierce as can be. With a way scary growl. Ha.

It was only her little computer making the scary noises. Oh dear. 

Zita and Niamh said I was the bravest dog in the world. I got treats. I did not feel silly. You never feel silly if you get treats. It is known.

This morning Zita told Craig all about it. After our walk. When we were having our toasts. Zita told Craig  that last night I was another dog. As fierce and scary as could be. She said I had a brave heart. Craig said he was not surprised. He said I was the best guard dog ever. I heard them. It is true. 

We played throw the ball a lot today. Even after I got in trouble when I was digging up the stones.

Emmet started his university today. He got up early. To have a nice bath. So he would not be all smelly for university. He walked to his nice university.  All by himself. 

He is going to learn all about the war nobody wanted again. With different story tellers this year. And stories all about long long ago Africa. That is where Uncle Bill visited all the lions and elephants. 

And another all about scary dangerous people. Emmet said he hopes his great grandfather and his great Uncle Joe will be in his new story books. They were way dangerous people. Craig has a book. They are in it. With pictures. They lived in way far away. Not here.

Niamh is very tired. It takes a long time to remember how to dance a lot everyday. She has dance a lot tonight again. She does not come home until late. Maybe Zita will ask me to get in the gold big car to get her. Because I am the best guarding dog in the world. I heard Craig say so. It is true. Ha.

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Eight

We had a nice quiet morning. It is a nice day for our walk. That is good.

Zita was very busy working with the get new lady rascals people. My comfy summer duvet is hanging outside. Getting all dried by the nice warm sunshine. I was a big help. I had a nap on the floor. 

Craig is still making the extra computer all better. Zita will take it to the office. For when she works there. And not here. She went there today on her bicycle. I did not go. Dogs cannot ride bicycles. Oh well.

Niamh had a very nice time teaching all the little boys and girls dance a lot. That is good.

I did not lose my favourite ball today. That is good. Craig is not a very good finder. 

Emmet is reading all his new books for his new professors at his university. He starts tomorrow. He will have to get up way early. Ha. He will have to eat his donuts when he is still all asleep. Ha.

I got peanut butter on my ear when I had my peanut butter treat. Craig washed my ear. Then it was all spic and span. That is good. Nobody wants peanut butter ears. It is known. 

My street was very busy this afternoon. Everybody comming home from their school. Everybody was happy. That is good. 

We might still get a new no dogs sofa for the den. Too bad for me. Craig and Zita were talking about it last night. I heard them. Oh dear. 

Everybody is home for dinner tonight. No universities. No dance a lot. Just all of us. That is good. And Zita's friend Mister Jamie who helps her cook. I never see him. I do not think he is real. People are silly. 

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Seven

It is still a hot day. Not way too hot. A loud thunder day. I do not like loud thunder. Zita does not like loud thunder either. Craig does not mind it. He is brave even if he is way old. That is good.

Emmet and Zita went Emmet's university to buy lots of books for his university. University people love books. It is known. Emmet has lots and lots. They live on the floor. Ha.

Niamh is off at school. The first time since the summer came. She is teaching tonight. For real money. So she can go to the expensive coffee store. Ha. 

Zita went to the dance a lot school to get her. Because of the loud thunder. I stayed here. To guard all the clothes getting all dry. In my side yard.

Our cheese party friends are going to come for a visit. In a little while. We will have a cheese party. We always have parties when they visit us.  They like nice dogs like me. That is good.

Craig is still a roman doctor. He has lost another person. A little boy. Oh dear. He should get a nice big dog to help him. It is known. 

I lost my only really good catching ball all morning. It was under the big food closet. Craig did not look there. Oh well.

Day Seven Hundred and Eighty Six

We got lots and lots of beans from our beautiful garden last night. Beans are my favourite treats. Green beans. And our own made potatoes. That is good.

We cleaned the house all clean and tidy. Even Niamh's room. Ha.

It is a sunny day. It did not rain today at all. That is good. We saw everybody on our nice long walk this morning. It was not too hot in the morning. We had toasts. That is good too.

Niamh came home from the house in the scary woods. She did not get eaten by the wolves. That is good. She had a good time with her dance a lot friends. On big rubber boats. In the very big river. There are no sharks it the river. That is good. Just giant fish. Oh dear.

Niamh's school starts tomorrow. Oh dear. Beginning school is allways scary. I was always scared when I went to school. I was not way good at school. Oh well.  

Tomorrow night Niamh starts her new job teaching little girls and boys how to dance fast. At the brand new dance a lot place. Niamh is always very busy. It is known. 

We only went for a little walk before dinner. It is a way hot day. I get too hot. So does Zita. We came back to our house. Craig put the make the house all nice and not way too hot machine on. That is good.

Uncle Bill's phone talked to our flat little computer. Uncle Bill is in a dangerous place. No lions. No giant crocodiles. Just way too fast drivers. On way too small roads. In way too little cars. In Spain. Oh dear. That is not good. 

Uncle Bill is too big for way little cars. Oh dear.

Zita is going to take Niamh to school tomorrow morning. In the gold big car. Because it is the first day of school. I cannot go. I bark too much. Too bad for me.