Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Six

I went for a nice car ride last night. Instead of my nice walk. I love car rides. 

Now I have steps to get up on to our cosy bed. That is nice. We had a nice sleep in today. Because it is Sunday. 

Niamh hurt her foot last night at dance a lot. Too many hurts Zita said. That is true. It is good she is going to Zita's fix your sore body friend tomorrow. 

Craig and I had toasts this morning. No jam today. Oh well. 

Uncle Bill came over to see my not all right knee. That is nice. 

He had Irish tea and cookies in the dinning room. With all of us. Except for Niamh. She has lots of stories to write for her school. Uncle Bill told stories. Funny stories. Uncle Bill always tells funny stories. Everybody laughs. That is good.

We had pancakes for our almost lunch. I had a nice nap. Naps are good for you when you are not all right. It is known.

Niamh and all her friends from the dance a lot school are going to New York City. To sleep. At a nice hotel. With big comfy pillows. And to see lots of dances. On giant stages. And learn brand new dances. With famous people to show them how. 

I cannot go. They are going on a nice big bus. With a bathroom. Dogs cannot go on those busses. Oh well. 

Craig is going to watch the big football game today. To see who is the best. Oh well. Maybe I will watch. On my new comfy red bed. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Five

Oh dear me. I almost tore my knee off. I cannot go for my nice walks with Zita. Until way after Merry Christmas time. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

She will not go for walks by herself. Because I will not be there to guard her. 

I went to my nice Doctor last night. Because of my sore leg. He looked at my sore leg for a long time. He said I have hurt my knee. He said oh dear too.

He told me that I cannot jump up on things. Like Niamh's tall bed. Or the blue sofa. Or jump up on my watching window. Or my knee will not get better. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

Zita was a bit upset. I could tell. Me too. Too bad for us. 

He gave Zita medicine for my knee. 

Craig told me my knee is just like his shoulder. The one that does not work so very well anymore. Oh dear.

Craig told me I will be fine. Soon. My knee will get all better. I will be better than him. Because I am not so old. Craig is way old. Like Uncle Bill. 

Craig says I will have to have a nice quiet time for a while. While I get all better. He had to stay in the house for a long time when he was not all right. I could not help him. It was before I came to live with my nice family. Too bad for him.

He said all my family will all help me to have a nice quiet time. That is what families do. Help you when you are not all right. It is known. 

Craig said I might get special presents from Saint Santa because I am not so all right. Emmet got a brand new little for music computer when he was not all right. 

I will not get a little computer. They are not for dogs. Maybe I will get lots of special French cheese treats from nice Mister Nicastro's smelly cheese store. Or frozen peas. That would be nice. 

After Zita drove Niamh to dance a lot she is going to the fix it store to make me a big step. So I will not have to jump up onto our comfy bed. Because of my sore knee. Oh well.

I got a new comfy bed for the den. Because I cannot jump onto the blue sofa anymore. It is red. That is nice.

Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Four

I went for a little walk this morning. After Zita drove Niamh to dance a lot school. 

Niamh hurt her shoulder last night a practice a lot. She had to have the hot pillow. To go all fast asleep. Oh dear.  

She is going to see Zita's make your body all better friend. She makes you play with giant rubber bands. She is very fierce. It is known. 

After our little walk we had toasts. With jam. 

Today is Emmet's stay at university for a long time day. Zita drove him to his nice university early. So he could get his Mister Horton's donuts. 

Zita went to a nice restraurent for her lunch with a lady friend. I guarded Craig. We played roll the ball. Just a bit. That is good. 

Craig and I had a big peanut butter and jam sandwich for lunch. I always get the extra end pieces. Ha. 

We had a little bit of blow all around snow. It all went away. That is good. 

It is too soon for snow. Snow is only good after Niamh and Emmet's sing happy birthday day. It is known.

Emmet came home all by himself. He did not go to his everybody talk about why people are people. He said the talks make him way tired. 

Emmet says they all think they know all the stories all by themselves. And only their stories are right. Because they just started at the nice university. Oh well. 

A very big secret present box came today. Then Craig wrapped secret present books to send to far away. For Saint Santa's day. Ha. I get presents on Saint Santa's day too. Good for me. 

Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Three

We had a nice quiet day. That is good.

Zita drove Niamh to her dance a lot school. So she could have a sleep in. I was very quiet.

We had two toasts today. 

I helped Zita with all her way important telephone talks to far away people. I am a big help.

Today Craig was reading on his other little flat computer. In the den. Now he is another lady detective. She lives in her very own church. A long time ago. In way far away England. She has a cat. Oh well. 

Cats cannot help detectives find nasty people. They do not care who is nasty. Too bad for them.

My friend Mister Paul is going to visit his cousin. In France. His cousin has a real castle. It is way old. In the nice and warm part of far away France. Maybe it has ghosts. Old castles have ghosts. Ha. I am from France. I am not afraid of ghosts. Too bad for them.

In France you can have all the croissants you want for your breakfasts. It is the law. Nobody says all gone Poppy in France. I love croissants and jam for breakfast. It is known.

Zita and I went for a little walk this afternoon. So I could smell all the winds blowing by my house. 

The present man came again today. I did not bark at him today. Good for me. 

It will be Emmet and Niamh's sing happy birthday day soon. We always have a nice party that day. With lots of tasty cheese. 

Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Two

I had a short walk today. Not so far. My leg is still store. Oh dear.

I am going to see my nice doctor. In a couple of days.

I cannot play catch the ball with a sore leg. Craig said so. Oh dear. 

We had bagel toasts today. With jam. Just regular jam. Not the nice French jam. Oh well.

Today is an everybody stays at home night. That is good. I like to know where everybody is. Then I am happy. It is known.

I watched the hockey game last night. In the den. On the comfy blue sofa. For a little while. Hockey is not so very interesting. Craig's team won. Ha.

Niamh could not come home for dinner last night. Too much dance a lot work. Oh dear. 

When Niamh and Zita got home we did not have any nice ice cream. To make tasty milkshakes. Just tooth paste ice cream. Oh dear.

They went out way late to get the good ice cream. To make a milkshake for Niamh. So she would feel better. I do not know why we had tooth paste ice cream. My tooth paste tastes like chicken. Ha. 

I did not go with them. I stayed here to guard Craig and Emmet. Oh well.

Zita has to stay late at the way small office.To fix things. I do not know what broke.

She said we will eat like French people. Late at night. I am French. I do not like to eat at late. I like to eat at dinner time.That is why it is dinner time. It is known. Ha.

Day Eight Hundred and Seventy One

We did not go for a nice walk again. My leg is all better. Nearly. Zita said that I have to wait a bit more time. Until she thinks I am all better. Oh well.

Craig and I go in the side yard. Just so I can smell all what is going on in my neighbourhood. We do not play catch the ball. Oh well.

Mister Kyle the fix things man and his friend came to make the beautiful patio all safe for Craig's go fast chair. So it won't fall off and get stuck in the stones. Before the too much snow comes. I did not bark at all. Good for me.

Craig and Zita and I cleaned our roof. Where the nasty squirrels put all the leaves on our house. Zita used the shiny ladder. And a big brush. 

Tonight is Zita's Mister Saint Paul's University stay until late night. She had to write a not a story for tonight. Just a big list of interesting stories. Not by her. She was very busy.

Niamh and Emmet are writing way interesting stories too. They told me so. Niamh has to write all about old movies. Niamh loves old movies. Even the ones with no colours at all. 

Craig writes all my stories for me. That is good.

Emmet has to write another story all about dangerous people. In long time ago way far away Ireland. He is telling a story all about his great Uncle Joe. And Joe's friend big Michael. They are in Emmet's books. He told me. With way old pictures. 

Craig's hockey tram lost last night. They are going to try again tonight. Oh well.

We got way big presents last night. All tied up with string. From way far away Ireland. The nice present man brought them. He has never been to way far away Ireland. Me either. Oh well. 

Niamh and Emmet like the all tied up with string presents. Especially the string.

We moved the cars a lot today. I helped. Every time. That is good. I am the best move the car helper in the whole world. Zita told me. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Seventy

We nearly had almost a hot day. When I got up all the way too soon snow is all gone. Good for us.

Niamh won a big prize at her dance a lot special learn lots of new dance things weekend. For being the best dancer ever. That is good.

She was way tired this morning. I did not jump on her bed to get her up. My leg is still a bit sore.

We did not go for our nice walk this morning. You cannot go for nice walks when you have a sore leg. Or it will not get all better for ever. It is known. 

If your leg does not get better you have to have a go fast chair. Like Craig. Oh dear I would not like that. The go fast chair is not so fast. 

Craig and I had tasty croissants instead of my walk. With the special from far away France jam. Ha.

Zita had to talk to a nice lady on the telephone early this morning. I was a big help on my cosy duvet. I did not bark once. I just snored a bit Zita told me. Oh well.

Emmet is still writing his story all about the names people have for other people. It is not so interesting to me. It is just about people. I like the stories about the old Gods more. Or the stories all about famous dead kings. With lots of horses. Or elephants. Those are good stories for dogs.

Emmet has to go to his dangerous people class tonight. And Niamh is a teaching helper tonight. It is a busy night. It is known.

There were lots of awful squirrels on my patio this afternoon. Emmet had to a chase them all away. Before I got into big trouble. Oh well.

I had to stay at my watching window. Or they would come back. I hate squirrels. It is known.  It is way windy today. We did not play catch the ball. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow. 

A policeman's car caught a silly person who did not want to stop at my corner. Sometimes those silly cars fall right into my pond. Too bad for them. The policeman's car has lots of flashy lights. Oh dear. I do not like flashy lights. 

I did not bark. It was a policeman's car. Uncle Bill was a policeman. Before he was a turkey chaser. And got his big truck. And went to far away places with good food. And comfy hotels. And lions. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Sixty Nine

We all slept in today. Because it is Sunday. 

Except for Emmet. He always sleeps in. Because he goes to sleep way too late. Too bad for him. He does not get toasts in the morning. Like me. Ha. 

Craig had to watch his cars race. I kept him company on the big comfy bed. So he would not forget to get out of bed. 

We did not throw the ball too much today. I am a bit sore. Like Craig's shoulders. It is my back leg. Not my shoulder. Oh well. 

I went in the car to get our for lunch bagels. That is good. I guarded the bagels. Ha. So squirrels can not get in my car. And eat all our nice bagels. Ha.

Niamh is not here. She stayed all night at the dance a lot place. With all her dance a lot friends. To eat lots of Chinese food. And watch a movie. 

So she cannot have the tasty bagels with us. She will be sorry. Too bad for her.

I had lots of nice rests today. To make my sore leg all better. Emmet came up from the scary basement. He sat on my comfy bed with me. That is nice. 

Zita had to go shopping with Doctor Susan. Because it will be Saint Santa's day in not so long. Ha.

Craig is watched the long football game. Not his team. It is not playing now. Oh well. I had a nice nap on the blue couch. 

Day Eight Hundred and Sixty Eight

It is an all day Saturday. We did not have a nice sleep in today. Oh well. 

Niamh had to get up early. It is a special teaching dance day. At her dance a lot place. A way famous dancer is going to teach them all day. And tomorrow too. She was very excited. Ha. 

Niamh got home way late last night. When I was all asleep. Because she had to watch her friend Sara sing. She had to wake me up to tell me all about it. I know Sara too. Sometimes she has her dinner here. I went back to sleep. On my comfy bed. 

Saturday is the day goes to his old friends breakfast. Zita and I walked with him. So he would not get lost. He is very slow. The go fast chair is not so fast as me. And Zita. We are fast walkers. It is known. 

Zita had to go to a wear nice clothes tea party this afternoon. With lots of ladies. Who want to be rascals. 

They will have tea and lots of chocolates. That is what nice ladies have at tea parties. And way too small sandwiches. They do not have oatmeal cookies. So Craig cannot go. Ha. 

It is a rainy afternoon. All the snow will go all away. Craig will like that. He is scared of the snow. Ha.

He is watching the hockey game. In the afternoon. That is not right. Hockey is an at night time game. With cookies and too much coffee. Oh well. 

I had a nice nap. On the blue sofa. With the comfy pillows. 

Day Eight Hundred and Sixty Seven

Niamh and I had a nice walk this morning. Before our toasts. My nose got a bit stuck on the stop sign. And Niamh's hair froze all stick straight out. Because of the way too cold. Oh dear. 

It is a make the house all spic and span day. 

Niamh went to her way too expensive coffee store to do her write a lot homework. Craig said Ha. I did not say anything. That is good.

Craig and Zita cleaned everything. In the whole house. Except me. Even all the little little Roman soldiers. They live on the tall shelves in the dinning room. They do not have elephants. Too bad for them. Only the Punics have big fierce elephants. Ha.

We had guests for lunch. Nobody dropped any cheese. Oh well. Too bad for me.

Niamh is going out tonight to see her friend Sara sing on another giant stage. Sara is not a dance a lot friend. She sings a lot. Sara has lots of silly shoes. Ha.

Today was Emmet's spend all day at his nice university day. He said everybody in his class wanted to talk about themselves. In his why people are people class. They were not very interesting. Oh well. 

Emmet did not say anything. Next time he could tell stories all about me. And how I guard the house. That would be interesting. It is known. 

Everybody from way far away Ireland called to see if we had the way too much snow. Only the buffalos have the way too much snow. Buffalos are very very fury. I saw them on the television. They do not mind the too much snow. 

Craig does not like too much snow. The go fast chair does not go fast in the too much snow. It gets all stuck. Then he gets too cold feet. Oh dear. 

Zita and I only went for a short walk tonight. My feet were too cold too. Oh well.

Day Eight Hundred and Sixty Six

It is still too cold out. We had lots of toasts today. Because of the cold windy day. 

Last night there was a nasty animal outside my house. Under the silver little car. 

I told Emmet and Craig. They could not see it. They thought there was nothing there. They were wrong. They cannot see at night. I can. People are silly. 

It is my job to guard the house. I know how. They should listen to me. It is known. They are not good guarders. They do not have good ears like me. Or night time eyes like me. And their noses are way too small. Ha. 

Now Craig is a policeman in long ago far away England. With holes in his boots. Oh dear. He does not have a nice dog to help him. Oh well.

Niamh went in to school only in the afternoon. Because of a headache. I got her up. Before lunch time. With lots of kisses. Ha. Kisses can fix little headaches. It is known.

Zita had to go to the nice get all your nice food here store today. Or we would starve to death. That would be sad. 

No dance a lot tonight. All the dance a lot ladies are in a special concert at the other school. Where Emmet used to go. Just up the street. Niamh might go to see all her friends on the giant stage. That is what friends do. I cannot go. I would bark too much. When I saw my friends. Oh well.

I think the nasty animal will come back. I will have to be a good watcher tonight. 

Day Eight Hundred and Sixty Five

Another cold day. We went for our nice walk. After Niamh went on the nasty bus to her dance a lot school. I did not fall off the sidewalk today. That is good. 

Nobody saw me fall off the sidewalk. That is good. Sometimes Niamh falls off too. Or walks into big poles in the street. Oh well. Too bad for us. 

Niamh's friend is going to the contest for the whole world. For the jump up and down Irish dance a lot. Niamh is going to watch. And yell a lot. That is nice.

Zita stayed home today. To work all by herself. To talk to the far away people. I watched. I did not bark. Except when the noisy sidewalk machines drive on my own street. They are way too loud.

Emmet is still writing and writing. But he cannot play his brand new game on his too old computer. Too bad for him. 

I do not have a computer. Not even one of the little flat ones. Dogs do not need computers to be happy. Just nice people to take care of. And comfy pillows. And green bean treats. And tasty toasts in the morning. Ha. 

We had three toasts this morning. That is good. 

Niamh's dance a lot place is having a big meeting. Lots of dance a lot people are going to the new place. Just not from here. From all over. Niamh is very excited. That is good. 

Tonight is an everyone eat all together night. No universities. Or dance a lot. Just all of us for a nice dinner. We are having Irish chicken. That is good. Everybody likes Irish chicken. It is known. 

I cannot eat all the ice outside. It makes me have a sick tummy. Again. Oh well. 

Niamh and Zita are going shopping for secret presents tonight. At the new not so far away stores. With the too big shiny sign. 

Day Eight Hundred and Sixty Four

It is a cold day. We went for our walk early. On our nice walk I was playing slide in the snow. But I fell all off the sidewalk. I was all upside down. On my back. My feet were not on the ground at all. Oh dear. I was very embarrassed. We were all by ourselves. Zita did not laugh. That is good. 

It is a very windy day. The blowy snow gets in my eyes. That is not nice. We played catch the ball today. We did not play the game yesterday. Craig is afraid of the snow. It is known. Oh well.

Emmet's big computer has to retire. It does not know how to play Emmet's brand new games. Oh dear.  Maybe the nice men at the fix the computers store can make him a brand new one. 

Uncle Bill came over for his coffee. And to tell funny stories. He said all the fat turkeys are safe for another year. Ha. Uncle Bill bought the brand new magazine with all the big pictures of Niamh in it. For his house. 

He is going on a little trip. In the train. With the big comfy chairs. Where nice people bring you food on real plates. Auntie Louise has to go to a meeting with all her friends in Toronto. To stay in a nice comfy hotel. With lots of pillows. And pancakes and toasts for breakfast. Ha. 

Tonight is Zita's go to Mister Saint Paul's university until late night. She was busy all day fast wtiting a story for her new university. I was a big help. I only barked a bit. At the too loud snow trucks. Oh well.

Craig and Emmet and Niamh will have a nice dinner altogether. Tastey sandwiches. It is their favourite. 

Niamh has toe dance practice tonight. For the way special dance a lot night. She is the fairy. In a beautiful costume. 

Zita drove Niamh to dance a lot school this morning. Because of the the windy cold. 

I had a sick tummy on my walk this afternoon. Because I ate way too much snow. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

Day Eight Hundred and Sixty Three

When I went outside this morning there was snow all over everything. Even the cars. And my bouncy balls.

We went for a nice walk anyway. You have to be careful on all snowy days walks. All the cars forget to stop where they should. Oh dear. We only go on the very little streets. That the cars can not find. Ha.

All the ladies did not go to way downtown today. Too snowy. They stayed in their own cosy house. And talked to everybody else on the telephones. I stayed on my comfy duvet. To be a big help. Zita was very busy on the telephone. Talking to far away people.

Paul came over for his coffee. Before he went to his airplane. To fly away to far away England. He took all the secret presents for Ireland with him. The post office can not loose them now. Ha.

Tonight is a busy night. Emmet has to go to his way dangerous people class. Zita will drive him. Niamh has teach dance a lot tonight. Zita has an important meeting all about our nice little newspaper. We are very busy. Except for Craig.

I will guard him. He will read his books. And eat some of the little short Scotsman cakes. And drink his too much coffee. 

Now he is a nurse in the war nobody wanted. The long time ago war. 

He finished the Scotsman book. A nasty man poisoned his nice dogs. So he chopped his head right off. Ha. With his giant sword. He was not even sad. Ha. Now his very big horse has no one to chase him. Oh dear. 

Craig always reads me the parts about dogs. He does not read me the sad parts. That is good. 

There is another all about the same Scotsman book. Maybe Saint Santa will bring it to Craig for a secret present. At Christmas time. Zita told me. She talks to Saint Santa. It is known. 

I am going to have my nice before dinner walk with my friend Jamie and professor Jill. 

Professors are doctors who can not give you shots. My friend Emmet wants to be a professor. To tell stories all about the way way long ago Gods. And Ireland. And not give anybody shots. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Sixty Two

We all had a nice sleep in. Because it is a Sunday. We always have nice sleep ins on our Sunday.

Last night I went in Zita's car to get Niamh from her dance a lot friend's house. To guard everybody. In the very dark night. I barked too much. Again. Oh well.

This morning Niamh and I went for a long walk. I saw my friend Abby. Abby is a big dog too. Not so big as me.

Zita had to go secret present shopping before our breakfast. For all our family in way far away Ireland.

We had tiny croissants for our breakfast. And jam and cheese.  I did not have any. Oh well.

Mister Paul brought us short little cakes from Scotland. To have with coffee. That is nice.

In a beautiful box. With a castle on it.  He brought back all the take everything apart tools.

Niamh made way tasty cookies. In the stove. All by herself. They are not for Poppy cookies. Oh well.

The television said there is going to be an all snowy day tomorrow. Oh dear. Zita can not drive her go fast bicycle in the snow. It is known.

Too dangerous. There are no do not get stuck in the snow tires for go fast bicycles. Oh dear.

Emmet went to the brand new bank. Just up on our way busy street. They give you chocolates when you go there.  Ha.

Day Eight Hundred and Sixty One

I had an upset tummy this morning. I did not have my late at night dessert yesterday. Oh well. 

We went for a long walk. On the old Colonel's windey road. Where up the nice lady who leaves me cookie treats lives. 

I got a treat. 

We walked with Jamie. Jamie does not know about the nice lady who leaves me treats. Oh well. 

Craig went to the old friends breakfast. Mister Paul went too. When he came home he brought the silver little car back from the tire store. With the do not get stuck in the snow tires on. 

Mister Paul is going on an airplane. Back to way far away England. He might stay there. To help take care of the little baby. His daughter has the little baby. 

The little baby should have a nice big dog to take care of it too. Dogs are very good at taking care of babies. It is known. 

I was not here when Emmet and Niamh were little babies. They were here when I was a way little dog. They took very good care of me. That is good. They are my friends. Now I take care of them. It is known. 

Mister Paul is going to take some secret presents back with him. For our friends in way far away. So the post office does not lose them. Ha. 

Zita is still taking all our nice newspapers to all the people. And looking for secret presents. I know where some of the secret presents are hiding. I saw Craig put them away. I will not tell anybody. They are secrets. 

Emmet is writing another story for his university. A not so very long one. This time. 

We did not play the catch the ball game very much today. My side yard still has lots of our newspapers and Craig's other tires. There is not so much room for me. 

This afternoon the green ball went right over the fence. Craig had to go find it. The silver little car caught it. The cars always catch them for me. Before the balls go the street and the squirrels steal them. I guard the cars too. Ha.

Day Eight Hundred and Sixty

We had a bit of a busy day.  

It was cold this morning. We did not go for a long walk. We came home and had two toasts. With jam. Ha.

Today is the day all the people come and get the big piles of newspapers. From my side yard. To take to their friends. Who give them to everybody. For free. Ha.

I try to remember not to bark. Sometimes I know them. Then I don't bark so much. Oh well.

Zita has to bring all our papers to all the stores on our very busy street. In the gold big car. She gave Emmet a ride to his university. 

It is the busy day. When all the people come for the newspapers. I cannot stay in my side yard so much. Some people are scared of dogs. That is too bad. I am not scared of them. Oh well.

Craig went and got Emmet at his university. It was snowing. Not so much. Craig does not like the snow. My friend Jamie loves the snow. He is from the North Pole. They have lots of snow up there. For Saint Santa's sleigh. It is known.

Craig is going to leave his silver little car at the tire store tonight. To put the do not get stuck in the snow tires on. That is good. 

Cars do not like to drive all around without their do not get stuck tires. It is known. Or they crash into everything. I see them on my watching corner. Then they fall into the empty pond. Too bad for them. 

Niamh's very special toe dance clothes from far way came today. The present man brought it. She will be very happy. Every day she thinks it will be here. And it is. That is good. It is pink. And very soft. Just for the toe dancers. It is known.

Niamh and Zita are going to a special night at the dance a lot place tonight. After dinner. I was not invited. Oh well. 

I will guard Craig and Emmet. And have a nice nap. On my comfy bed. In the kitchen. I will wait for everybody to come home. 

Craig's hockey team did not lose last night. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Fifty Nine

I had a very busy day.  I had to get up early. So I could get Niamh all wake. So she could go to her nice doctor. And not be all late. To get a shot. Niamh hates shots. Me too. Oh dear.

Zita drove her to her dance a lot school. Because of the shot.

My friend Emmet was up so early today. Even before me. He has a brand new game for his computer. Not for the little take to school computer. For the big tall computer that lives under his big desk. 

He told me he is a very scary Troll.  But it is only Emmet. My dancing friend. He is just a pretend Troll. That is good. Trolls live under bridges where it is all wet. Oh dear. Emmet would not live under an all wet bridge.

He has to play it with all his friends from all far away. Maybe they are pretend Trolls too. I do not play those games. 

I have my own games. Catch the ball. And the take away my blue bone game. I like those games. I always win. Ha. Because they are my games. 

Today is our nice little newspaper day. When the big truck brings all the newspapers to my house. And the nice men make them into a big wall in my side yard. I did not bark at them very much today. That is good. 

Craig drove Emmet to his all about old Africa class. At his nice university. Emmet had to wear his pants without the all the nice holes. Because it is a cold day. 

I have to stay home tonight. To guard Craig and Emmet. It is a toe dance until way late night for Niamh. 

Zita is going to the giant theatre to hear lots of real people play loud music. Not from a music machine. Real people. All dressed up. With the nice lady who lives near my corner. Who always brings us the magazines about all the beautiful princesses. 

Craig's hockey team is on the television tonight. I will not watch it. They will not win again. Oh dear. 

Day Eight Hundred and Fifty Eight

We had a nice quiet day. It is just a bit windy today. A bit of a soggy dog day. Oh well.

Zita drove Niamh to her dance a lot school this morning. Because of the soggy day. 

Craig and I had toasts and looked out my watching window,

We put all the leaves in big bags. And they all came back. All over our beautiful patio. That is not nice.

Now we have more lots and lots of leaves. All on the ground. Oh well. 

The garbage men come to my house all the time. They take away all the big bags of leaves. That is good. 

Zita had to use the telephone to talk to lots of people today. Far away people. I was a way big help. I did not bark at all. That is important. Zita told me.  

Emmet is writing even more stories for his nice university. He does not have to go to his nice university today. It is a no university day.  

His back is still sore from the big nasty holes they made in him. When it gets all cold outside it gets sore. Oh dear. That is not nice. He will have to drink more nice hot Irish tea.

Zita had to go to very little office way downtown. This afternoon. In the gold big car. For another meeting. She will not be home until dinner time.

Niamh will take me for our nice walk. This afternoon. After her school time. Before it is all too dark outside. And scary.  That is good. 

Day Eight Hundred and Fifty Seven

It is a way beautiful day. We went for a nice long walk. That is nice.

Zita drove Niamh to her dance a lot school this morning. 

Niamh was very tired. Watching sad movies makes you tired. I sat on her high bed. When she watched the sad list movie. So she would have cosy company. Dogs are way good company for sad movies. It is known. Because we are all cosy warm. It is known. 

We had toasts. No jam today. Oh dear. I do not know why. 

Paul came over for his early in the morning coffee. He had to get more take apart things tools. I do not know why. 

Today is the sad remember all the soldiers who died day. 

We watched them on the television. In the den. There was a princess there. All for us. And lots of Scotsman soldiers. With the noisy bagpipes. And very loud canons. And soldiers with giant fur hats. 

They were our friend colonel George's famous guarding soldiers. He had a giant fur hat too. He went to heaven. A long time ago. Emmet has his beautiful sword. On the wall. In his comfy bedroom. 

Very noisy airplanes flew right over my house. Way fast. And loud. Not as loud as Craig's father's very very loud way old airplane. But faster. 

Airplanes are very loud. I do not go on airplanes. Niamh and Zita always go on airplanes. To go to way far away Ireland. It is known. 

Tonight is Zita's Mister Saint Paul's night. She was writing stories all day. I helped. 

Niamh has a teach a lot night tonight. I will have to wait at my watching window until they all come home. To their comfy beds. It is known.

Day Eight Hundred and Fifty Six

Zita  and I had a nice walk. It is not so cold today. 

We had toasts. And jam. After our walk. Craig and Zita had their coffees in the living room. With me. At my watching window.

Zita did not have to go way downtown to her little litte office this morning. She had an important meeting at her old university. With other ladies.

Niamh came home early. She has to watch a way way sad movie. All about a sad list. She did not want to watch it with all her friends. At school.

She will watch it on her little for school computer. In her cosy bed. That is where you watch sad movies. It is known.

Craig said he never watched the movie. Because it is too too sad. Oh dear. People should not watch way sad movies. It is known.

They should just watch nice movies. With nice dogs. And lots of cheese parties. Ha. 

There are dogs in the too sad movie. They are way nasty dogs. I heard them. I barked and barked at them. They went all away. Ha. There are no nasty dogs in my nice comfy house. I will not let them visit. It is known.

Mister Paul came over to get a take everything apart drill. I do not know why. Oh well.

Emmet is nearly finished his old Gods story. Craig will look at it for a long time to make it all beautiful. Then Zita will look at it too. Then Emmet will be all finished. That is good. 

He has to write anther new story now. It is what you do at his nice university. And drink tea. And walk in the long long long tunnels. In the way cold winter there is no snow in the tunnels. That is good. 

It is Emmet's dangerous people class tonight. And it is Niamh's teach dance a lot night. We are very busy. Except for Craig. Ha.

Day Eight Hundred and Fifty Five

Zita and I had a big adventure last night. We had to walk all the way to Doctor Susan's house late late last night. To get a bottle so Niamh could wash all her hair all squeaky clean. With not too many tangles. 

I went with Zita because it was at night. To guard her. At night is when the wolves hide in the bushes. I was not scared at at. I was fierce. We did not see any wolves. Or giant raccoons. That is good.

We saw my friend Jamie and Professor Jill. On my corner. Jamie looks like a wolf. He is not. He is a nice fluffy dog. I think they were having a late at night adventure too. 

Craig says it is not cold enough for wolves. Ha. His nose is way too small. He cannot smell the wolves. He does not know where they are. I know. 

He is just a people. People do not know all about scary wolves. Too bad for them. That is why God made dogs. And to eat all the extra cheeses.  And the tasty green beans. Ha.

We did not have any cheese for dinner last night. With Mister Paul. Oh well. 

Niamh had to go to the dance a lot place today. So they can make pictures for the dance a lot magazine. 

She bought pretend eye lashes. And glue. That is very silly. 

Zita has to write another important story for Mister Saint Paul's. I am helping. On my comfy duvet. 

Emmet is writing too. Even more all about the old Gods. They are his friends. Like me. I went down the scary basement stairs to visit Emmet this morning. Before our bagels. Ha. 

After we had our tasty bagels Emmet went for a walk. He always goes for nice walks. All by himself. To think all about his university stories. 

He had to come home and get new pants. The other kind. The kind without any holes. It is too cold for holey pants. Ha. Too bad for him.

I am going to guard the house tonight. Everyone is going to the restraurent where they have the very fat pizzas. I will get peanut butter treats. For guarding the house. By myself. 

We went for our dinner walk early. Because of the pizza restraurent dinner. So we did not have to have our walk way too late. In the very scary dark night. 

Day Eight Hundred and Fifty Four

It is a bit of a soggy day. The were little bits of snow in the air. In the afternoon. They did not stay. That is good. 

Craig does not have donnot get stuck in the snow tires on the silver little car. Too bad for him. 

Our friend Mister Paul is visiting. From way far away England. For a little while. 

He came to our house this morning. So he and Craig could go to the old friends breakfast. Jamie and I saw them. On our good morning walk. Ha.

He is going to come to my house for a tasty dinner. Tonight. Maybe we will have cheese. 

This morning Zita and I cleaned up all the fallen down leafs. And put them in giant bags. I sat in the gold big car. To watch out for dangerous animals. I was a big help. Zita said so. 

Zita cannot find any take me for a nice walk boots. Oh dear. 

What if we cannot go for our nice walks anymore. Who will keep Jamie company. Oh dear. Too bad for me. 

Zita has to go to all the other stores to find some. I stayed at home to guard Craig and Emmet. 

Emmet is busy writing all about the way old Gods. With the wrong names. It is not nice when people forget your very own name. Oh well. 

Craig's mother always says I am a boy dog. That is not right. I am a beautiful lady dog. It is true. Everybody says so. Ha. 

Saturday is Niamh's dance a lot all day. She is always way tired when she comes home. I have to kiss her or she will fall all fast asleep. In the kitchen. On my comfy bed. Ha.

Day Eight Hundred and Fifty Three

I had a not so busy day. That is good. 

We went for a nice walk to get the gold big car. A nasty person parked their car way too close to our car last night. At the extra clothes party. 

Zita could not drive it back to our nice driveway last night. Where I could guard it. It had to stay out all by itself. Oh dear.

We went and got it. First thing this morning. Even before coffees or toasts. It was at our nice tire store. The nasty car was not there. Ha.

Zita and Niamh got lots of beautiful clothes. Niamh got a all fluffy keep you toasty warm in the way too cold coat. That is good.  

I have a Scotsman coat. I only need it when it is way way too cold. I do not have to eat porridge when I wear it. It is only a coat. 

Zita took Emmet to his nice university this morning. It is a stay at university day. He has to eat his cheesy bagels there. Emmet will buy donuts and tea from Mister Horton. Not the way too expensive coffee store. With the comfy chairs. Ha. 

The cheese store not so way far away from my house won the best cheese in the while wide world contest. In way far away England. That is good.

We did not know about it. Craig said he would tell Saint Santa about it. Maybe we will get some for a very special cheese party. Ha.

Zita and I went for a nice walk. Before it got way too dark. And the wolves hide in the dark bushes. 

Craig's football team is on the television tonight. Oh well. Too bad for him. 

Craig's hockey team won last night. All by themselves. He was surprised. 

We are have guests for dinner. Just dinner. Not a cheese party. Dance a lot friends. That is nice. 

Day Eight Hundred and Fifty Two

I had another way busy day. Everybody was everywhere. Except me. I have to guard the house. To keep it all safe.

Emmet had to get up way early. Ha. 

Emmet and Craig had to go to their nice doctor to get shots. So they cannot fly away. 

In the winter people get the fly away. So they get shots. Emmet does not eat enough. So if it is way windy he will just fly away. So they have to get shots. Too bad for them.

Zita had to go to a nice restraurent to have lunch with one of the ladies from far away. Where they have the real very tall mountains. The lady wants to be a rascal. Way out in the mountains. Where the very big and scary bears live. And the fierce mountain lions. We do not have real high mountain here. Just nice hills. 

Craig does not not make the peanut butter sandwiches very well. There is always too much peanut butter left on the knife. If I did not eat all the too much peanut butter it would go all to waste. Too bad for him.

Emmet is talking to his all about old Africa professor today. So he can write a very interesting story. All about the old old Gods and their all mixed up names. People forget the names. They get all confused. Not Emmet. He remembers all their old names. All the time. That is why all the way old Gods like Emmet. And me. He tells me all their names. When he walks all around when he is studying. 

Tonight is Zita's go to the special give all your old clothes away to friends party. And it is Niamh's toe dance a lot until way late night. 

Craig and Emmet and I are going to stay home. We do not have too many clothes. Oh well. 

I will wait at my watching window until they get home. Ha. 

Day Eight Hundred and Fifty One

It is a not so very busy day. A windy flappy ears day. This morning I watched all the nasty geese fly far away. That is good. 

Geese are not nice. Not like my friends the ducks. Or the big crows who chase the squirrels. Ha. 

Zita went on the go fast bicycle to way down town. To the way small office. With all the ladies. 

Craig and I played catch the ball a whole lot of times. That is good.

Craig had to go way out to the dance a lot school to get Niamh. She had to go to the dentist. 

I had to guard the house. 

Emmet is writing more long stories about the way old gods. He came upstairs to keep me company. When I was guarding the house. With his little for the nice university computer. And his Irish tea.

There was a strange animal in my side yard mast night. I did not know what kind. I just heard it. I ran into my kitchen with my way fierce bark. A lot of fierce barks. It woke everybody up. Ha. 

Maybe it was a giant raccoon or maybe a wolf. Wolves come out when it gets cold. It is known.

Zita would not let me go out. She said maybe it was a skunk. Oh dear. 

Skunks are way smelly. Dogs cannot stay in their nices houses if they are skunk smelly.  It is known.

Craig's hockey team won last night. It is true. I saw it on the television. Ha. 

Zita has more meetings tonight. Maybe my friend Niamh will go for a nice walk with me tonight. When she gets home. She is shopping for beautiful costumes for her dance a lot class. 

I do not get costumes. Because I am already so beautiful Craig says. That is true. Ha. Good for me. 

Day Eight Hundred and Fifty

It is not so cold today. Zita and I had a nice walk. We went down by the empty ponds. Empty ponds are sad. It is good the ducks are not here. They would be sad. To see their all empty ponds. 

Craig slept in. We did not play catch the ball until very late. Oh well. Then he had to have his coffee and toasts. Oh well. 

We do not have any more nice from France jam. Craig ate it all. Oh well.

Craig drove Emmet to his remember everything exam at his nice university. So he would not forget anything on the way. It is known. He went early. So he could get his remember everything tea from Mister Horton's store. 

Tonight is a busy night. Zita has to go to Mister Saint Paul's university until late. And Niamh has to go to her toe dance until late too. 

Emmet will have a nice long nap on his way comfy bed. Under his very fluffy duvet. Because he was awake until late late. Because of the remember everything exam. 

I will watch at my big watching window until Zita and Niamh come back home to our house all safe. It is my job.

Dogs do not retire like Craig. Ha. We are too important. Ha. 

Craig's hockey team is on television tonight. Oh well. Maybe they might win. 

He is still a Scotsman long long time ago. Hiding from all the English soldiers. With his very brave dogs. Way far up in the nearly mountains in Scotland. 

He does not have even any comfy pillows. Just a big bag of oatmeal. To make his porridge. And to sleep on. Oh dear. I would not like to be a Scotsman. It is known. 

Day Eight Hundred and Forty Nine

I had a nice quiet day.  Everybody is very busy. Zita took her go fast bicycle to way downtown today. For her job. With all the ladies. 

Our friend Richard did not win the rascal contest. Everybody was sad. Me too. It is too bad. Craig said Richard would be a good rascal. Oh well.

Craig and I played catch the ball. He has to drink his too much coffee. It takes a long time to drink his coffee.

We had peanut butter sandwiches for lunch. I always get the little end pieces. That is good.

Emmet has to make his own dinner. By himself. He will make lots of pasta. It is his favourite. 

It is his go to his nice university until late night. For his very dangerous people class. He fixed his long story. All up. That is good. 

Tomorrow Emmet has a remember everything exam tomorrow. All about far away long ago Africa. Oh dear. He will be very tired tomorrow. It is known.

Niamh will be late too. She has a teach dance a lot night. 

Day Eight Hundred and Forty Eight

A very busy day. Zita and Craig and Niamh went to an important meeting. For my friend Richard. He wants to be a rascal. They went to make loud noises.  Niamh is way good at loud noises.

Emmet did not go. He was up till late late last night. He nearly made a mistake on his story about dangerous people. He had to work late late late until it was all fixed. Oh dear. 

Now he is way tired. I stayed home to guard the house while Emmet is fast fast asleep.

I cannot bark at the nasty squirrels. It would wake up my friend Emmet. I got bean treats. Because I did not bark. Even when the nasty squirrel got up on my pumpkins. Twice. Good for me. Ha.

Craig and Niamh came home. Zita stayed with the rascals. She has to count all the people's numbers.  To see who will be the right rascal. 

That is because Zita can count all by herself. Craig would count all the wrong numbers. And everyone would be mad. Oh well.

Niamh and Cara will take me for my nice walk. Because Zita is still busy. With all the numbers. 

It is all dark today. Even at my nice walk time. Because of the time being all lost. I think the squirrels hide it. 

I will be very fierce on my walk. Because of the giant raccoons. Or scary lions. Niamh and Cara will be all safe. 

Day Eight Hundred and Forty Seven

We had kabillions of people who came to our house for treats last night. When it was dark. There were so many we used all our treats. There were non left for Zita. Or Emmet. Or Niamh. Oh dear. 

Emily and Cara came for treats. I did not know them. They were not so scary. That is good.

I did not bark at any of the people in their scary costumes at all. Except for somebody all covered in flashy lights. I did not like that. I ate a candy and got in big trouble. I did not have a sick tummy. Ha.

This morning Jamie and I went for a nice walk in the not way too cold. Jamie is my friend. He is very quiet. I am not so quiet. Oh well. Everybody tells me. Oh well. 

It is Saturday again. Craig went to his old friends breakfast this morning. To have too many chips. 

Niamh went to her dance a lot place. 

Zita went to her make me beautiful store. 

I was in charge. Emmet was all asleep in his comfy bed. I guarded the house. All by myself.

Saturdays are quiet days. Craig put all the books back in the right places in the den. It is not so messy today. That is good. 

Yesterday I could not get up on the blue sofa to look out the window at my garden. Too many books. Oh dear. The squirrels did not know. Ha. Today I can. That is good.

Niamh's party with her dance a lot friends way way too noisy. So they all came home to our house. To laugh a lot. Julia had long green hair. That is not right. 

Craig's football team lost. Again. Oh well. Too bad for him.