It takes a long long time to move all the way too much snow. The little too noisy sidewalk machines put it all back. Zita does not like them. Me either.
Craig went to lunch with his all not retired friends. From where he used to work. He used to work for the nice Queen. Now he does not. He said the nice Queen does not mind. That is good.
He was not here when the big truck came. Full of all our own newspapers. I did not bark at all. I know the nice men who make our newspapers. That is good.
This time all the nice people who give away our newspaper get candies. Because it is going to be Saint Santa's day very soon. Everybody gets presents then. Except if they are nasty. Or squirrels. Ha.
Saint Santa throws big pieces of coal at squirrels. Because they eat our beautiful flowers. Saint Santa likes beautiful flowers. It is known.
Emmet slept in his comfy bed. Nearly all day. Last night his remember everything exam was way long. So he had a big sleep in. That is good. Then he had cinimmon buns for his breakfast. And tea. Ha.
Emmet is going out to dinner with his friends from his nice university. I do not know where.
He has more remember everything exams. Oh dear. He has a way big story to write for his dangerous people remember everything exam.
Tonight is Niamh's stay until late at the dance a lot place night. I will wait for her to come home.
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