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.
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