Niamh says I should have a blog. She says everyone has a blog. Except me. Craig will do the typing because I do not have any fingers. Dogs don't have fingers. It is known.
Wednesday, 31 December 2014
Day Nine Hundred and Seven
Tuesday, 30 December 2014
Day Nine Hundred and Six
Monday, 29 December 2014
Day Nine Hundred and Five
Sunday, 28 December 2014
Day Nine Hundred and Four
Saturday, 27 December 2014
Day Nine Hundred and Three
Friday, 26 December 2014
Day Nine Hundred and Two
Thursday, 25 December 2014
Day Nine Hundred and One
Wednesday, 24 December 2014
Day Nine Hundred
Tuesday, 23 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Nine
Monday, 22 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Eight
Sunday, 21 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Seven
Saturday, 20 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Six
Friday, 19 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Five
It is a please Poppy guard the house day.
Craig and Zita have to go and find more secret presents. For everyone. Because it is going to be Saint Santa's day soon.
I have to guard my friend Emmet. He is too busy writing his very long story to guard himself.
I have to guard all our secret presents and our giant Christmas tree too.
I am a very good guarder. That is why it is my special job. And I get peanut butter treats.
Emmet is my helper. Because he has all the very old swords in his comfy bedroom. And the Viking axe. Ha.
Emmet came upstairs a lot. To help me guard. And to make all his Irish tea
Craig's little flat computer is not all right. It has to go to the fix it up store. Oh dear.
How will he read all his books?
He will have to be Craig and not someone else.
Who will catch all the nasty people if he is not the nice French policeman with the very brave dog. And all the very smelly delicious cheeses. Oh dear. Too bad for us.
When Craig and Zita came home they had big bags. Full of secret presents.
There were no secret presents for me. Saint Santa always brings nice dogs their secret presents. It is known. Good for me.
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Thursday, 18 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Four
We had a nice quiet day.
Zita is still making her big important lists.
Lists of all the people who want to be rascals. I was a big help.
She has to go to the way small office downtown today. In the afternoon.
I cannot go. Sometimes I bark too much. Oh dear.
Emmet is writing his very big story all about the way long ago times with the very dangerous people. In way far away Ireland.
Craig is just reading his books. I do not know who he is this time. He did not tell me. Oh well.
We played just roll the ball. Three times. Because of my sore leg. Oh well.
We got more secret presents last night. And today. Ha.
We had more cake and sang the happy birthday song again last night.
We had our own made cake. I helped make it. With Zita.
Craig did not help. He can only make peanut butter sandwiches. And his Scotsman porridge. Oh well.
We did not have any cheese. Oh well.
We have lots of Merry Christmas cards.
I got one from the nice people who take care of dogs who do not have nice families to take care of. Oh dear. That is not right. It is known.
Wednesday, 17 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Three
Because Craig's mother has to sing happy birthday to Emmet and Niamh. That is good.
Tuesday, 16 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Ninety Two
Monday, 15 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Ninety One
Sunday, 14 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Ninety
Saturday, 13 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Nine
To day is Niamh's special show everybody her beautiful dances day.
Craig and Zita went to the very big stage building. To watch Niamh dance.
I stayed home to guard the house. And Emmet. He is studying for another remember everything exam. He makes lots of Irish tea. So he can remember everything.
Tomorrow is another special dance day. It is toe dance day. She is the sugar fairy. All by herself. With the way beautiful costume. I saw it. Her special toe dance shoes got all fixed. That is good.
Tomorrow will be a way busy day. It is Niamh's sing happy-birthday day. And Emmet's too.
Craig and Zita got me a secret present to give to them. Just one present for both of them. Oh well. I do not know what it is. It is a secret present.
Uncle Bill called us on the telephone. He was in his kitchen. Making his own made sausages again. We are going to get some. Ha. Good for us. And his way special own made Irish cream in the big bottle. Just for Zita. Because it is nearly Saint Santa's day. It is known.
I do not eat sausages. They might make my tummy sick. Even Uncle Bill's special for friends only sausages. Oh well.
Zita in nearly finished her very long story for Mister Saint Paul's university. I am helping. By being very quiet when I have my nap on the comfy duvet.
Craig's hockey team won. He was surprised. Me too. He does not have way good teams. It is known.
Friday, 12 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Eight
Today all the nice newspaper people came to get all the newspapers. And the candies. To give to all their friends. That is good.
We got up way early today. Niamh had to go to her dance a lot school very early.
To practice a very special dance. The dance lady asked Niamh to be the special dancer.
Craig and I put the dishes away. From the make the dishes squeaky clean machine.
Then Zita and Craig and I had our toasts. With the new jam.
We watched all the cars get all confused at my corner. They honked their loud horns. At each other. And would not be polite. At all. No secret presents for them. It is known. Ha.
My friend Emmet got all out of his cosy bed before our toasts time. To do his remember everything studying. Oh dear.
Niamh was sad last night. Her toe dance shoes all broke. And some nasty people did not like one of her beautiful stories. That is not nice. Oh dear. Emmet went into her messy bedroom and talked to her for a long time. That is good.
Emmet will not chop the nasty people all up into way little pieces with one of the giant way old swords.
That is what big brothers do for their sisters. If someone makes them sad. It is known. Just to nasty people. Niamh asked him not to. Oh well.
I was going to be Emmet's way fierce helper. Oh well. Too bad for us.
We had bagels for lunch. Niamh cooked hers too long. We had smoky bagels in the kitchen. Oh well.
I do not like the push the snow all away machines. They are way to scary. They are too big. They might hit my beautiful house. Or squish our green bean garden. Oh dear.
I bark at them. They do not stop. At all. That is not right.
Craig says I am a big galoot. I do not know what a galoot is. It is a Scotsman word Craig says. I am not a Scotsman dog. He is just silly. And way old. Ha.
Thursday, 11 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Seven
Wednesday, 10 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Six
Tuesday, 9 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Five
Zita stayed at our house to call all the all over the place people for her work. She did not go way downtown to the very little office today. I helped.
It is not so cold today. That is good.
We had toast and brand new jam for breakfast this morning. Good for us
She has to teach all the little dancers at dance a lot tonight. Oh dear.
Last night she brought home all her way beautiful costumes. For her special dance a lot night. She tried them all on for me. They are beautiful. It is known.
Craig and Zita are going to get the Merry Christmas tree tonight. Again.
I will guard Emmet. He is busy with his studying for the remember everything exam. Oh dear.
Monday, 8 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Four
It is a way cold day.
Zita and I had to bring Niamh her special plastic get on the smelly bus money. With her picture on it. In the gold big car. Ha.
She forgot it. In her messy everything on the floor bedroom. Ha.
When we got there Niamh was nealy a Niamhcicle. Oh dear. She stayed in the nice warm gold car. Until the smelly bus got there.
Zita and I came home and had toasts and jam with Craig. Craig and Zita had their too much coffees too. I do not have coffees.
Zita and Emmet were still writing their big just for university stories all morning. I was very quiet.
Craig and I wrapped lots of secret presents this morning. For the postman to take far away. We wrapped the secret presents for my cheese party friends. That is good.
They always send me presents. Because they do not have their own nice dog.
When Niamh got home last night she brought Zita and Craig and Emmet special new city treats to eat. They did not have any special treats for very nice dogs like me. Oh well.
Niamh had a way fun time in the giant new city. People took her picture. On the street
She said there were lots of very silly people in the giant new city. I should go with her next time. To keep the silly people far away from my friend Niamh. Ha.
She bought lots of clothes for nearly no money at all. That is good. With American money. Their money has only one colour. All of it. That is silly.
Our money has a beautiful Queen on it. Ha. Because we have a Queen. She has lots of dogs. Little dogs. Ha. Good for us.
Craig and Zita went to the not for very much money breakfast store. To get the Merry Christmas tree. They have to go back tomorrow.
They did not have any nice way tall trees today. We always have as tall as can be Merry Christmas trees. Because we have lots of beautiful things to put on it. It is known.
Tonight is Emmet's last very dangerous people class. Before the remember everything exam. It is Emmet's most favourite class. Ha.
The present man came. We got more secret presents. For Saint Santa's Merry Christmas Day.
Sunday, 7 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Three
Saturday, 6 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty Two
Friday, 5 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty One
Thursday, 4 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Eighty
Zita saw the man and thought he was not all right too. Ha. Too bad for him. He went away. I got treats.
Emmet said it is a very interesting story. He will read it to me when he is all finished.
Professor Jill gives the money to help poor dogs who do not have nice homes. Or nice treats.That is good. Saint Newton will help them too. That is good.
Wednesday, 3 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Nine
We had snow last night. The fall straight down from heaven kind of snow. Not the nasty blow all around in your eyes snow.
The silly bunny rabbit came back. I saw it. In the snow. It should live in the forest. With all the other bunnies. Not my front yard.
We did not have toasts today. Craig only had his too much coffee. Oh well.
Zita had to move the snow this morning. I could not help. Because I might slip on the slippery snow. You have to be careful when you are not all right. Craig says he is always careful. That is good.
I went out in my side yard for a long time. In the snow. Craig and I played roll the ball. That is nice.
I was a bit soggy when I came in. I have nice towels to make me all nice and dry. You cannot go in the living room if you are soggy. Only the kitchen.
Tomorrow Niamh and her friends from the dance a lot school are going on the very big bus. To New York. Way way early in the morning. When it is still dark. Oh dear. I will have to get up too. She will give me big hugs before she goes. Because we are in the very same family. Emmet will not get up. Ha.
Zita will drive her to the where the big bus lives. I will not go.
Emmet is playing his very new game on his new very fast computer. He told me there are lots of fierce dragons in this game. I would not like dragons. They are very dangerous. Not like nice elephants. It is known.
Tonight is an everybody have dinner all together. That is good. Then I know where everybody is. That is good.
Craig and I had a croissant for lunch. I had the end bits. I like croissants. A lot. I got carrot treats today. For not jumping up on the watching window. Most of the time.
Tuesday, 2 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Eight
Monday, 1 December 2014
Day Eight Hundred and Seventy Seven
We had a busy day. Mondays are busy days.
Craig had to take Niamh to the fix sore bodies lady's store. To fix her all up.
Sometimes she fixes Craig's sore shoulders. He says she is very fierce. She is one of Zita's go to a nice hotel and buy presents friends.
She put special tape on Niamh. Now Niamh is just like a secret present. Ha.
Zita had to go to the way small office way downtown. For important meetings. All day.
I stayed here to guard the house. And fast asleep Emmet. Ha.
We did not have any crunchy toasts today. Everybody was not here. Only me. And fast asleep Emmet. Oh well.
We did not get any new secret presents today. I watched all day out my big watching window. The big brown truck was on my corner. It did not visit us. Oh well.
We had peanut butter and honey sandwiches for our lunch. When Craig got home. I like peanut butter.
I got lettuce treats for not jumping up on the window.
Tonight is Emmet's way dangerous people class. And Niamh's be a helper teacher night at her dance a lot place. It is a busy day.
Emmet makes his very own dinner on Monday. All by himself. I do not help him. I only eat. I do not cook. It is known.