Day One Thousand and Fifty Two

Niamh did not fall down. Not even once. At her very special dance night. Zita saw her not fall. That is good.

They came home at my bedtime.

Going-for-be-a-doctor-in-Ireland Rachel was here until late too. She and Emmet just talked all about universities. And ate tasty desserts. And talked even more. Ha. 

I did not get any treats. Oh well. 

They did not need lots of guarding. Because of all the talking. I had a nice nap. On my comfy bed in the kitchen. Where I could see them. Just in case.

It is a not so warm day outside. Zita and I went for a nice walk. When Craig drove Niamh to her dance a lot school. For her special practice. Because tonight is the last very special dance night. 

Craig is going to watch her not fall down tonight. And drive her to her after the special dance night party. Ha.

Doctor Susan and Cara and Emily are going too. Not to the party. Just the special dance night. Doctor Susan is too old for dance a lot parties. Ha. 

Zita is going to stay here to guard Emmet. I will guard both of them. Ha. Good for me. 

Zita had to go to the too small office today. 

For a meeting with people from way far away. Where they make the tastiest cakes in the whole world. They did not bring any treats. That is not very nice. Oh well. 

Tomorrow is Craig's favourite buy used everything garage day. He has to get up early. To find more way old music machines. To put in our basement. Ha. 

Zita and Emmet are going to have an Irish chicken picnic. In Emmet's comfy bedroom. Because Craig had to go to the special dance night. 

We did not have a nice walk tonight. Everybody is too tired.