It is a way beautiful day. No windy rain at all. Just nice pillow clouds.
Craig and I played catch the ball. When he was all awake.
Emmet went to our beautiful pond park. To sit under his favourite tree. So he could read his brand new old book.
The present man brought it this morning. When we had our toasts. Ha.
It is just all about way way old way far away Ireland stories. Sometimes there are fierce brave dogs in the way old stories. And way big cows. That is good.
When Emmet came back to our comfy house he had a bath. He could not have nice baths when he was full of holes. Or he would just fill all up with water. And sink. Oh dear.
Orlaith and I went for a nice long walk. Before lunch. She did not get all lost. I was with her. Ha. Good for me.
Niamh had a nap this morning. After she got home. Ha. They had a full of fun time at the new house beside the giant river. The mosquitos did not eat them all up. That is good.
The Chinese food in the bowl did not fix Zita's little phone nearly all up. Sometimes it is all silly. Again.
Maybe she should have used green beans. They are tasty treats.
Zita went to see Craig's mother in the other hospital. She is going to get a brand new apartment. I do not know why. Oh well.
The big street diggers are very noisy. It is known.
It is hard to have nice naps when the diggers are way too loud. It is known.
Zita and Orlaith went to the tasty food store. To get lots of brand new food. And croissants. So we would not all starve to death. That is good.
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