Day One Thousand One Hundred and Sixty Eight

We are having a busy car day. Zita drove Niamh to dance a lot school this morning. Because of her too fat foot. In the silver little car. 

Then Emmet had to go to his practice his old old Latin reading. At his nice university. 

And then Niamh had to go to her doctor because of her foot. It is not all broken off. Just a bit squished. That is good. 

Then Zita had to go to my nice doctor to get my do not have a sick tummy medicine. 

And go to the buy brand new underware store. Because she is going on the train tomorrow. To not so far away. It is the do not fall over and crash train. That is good.

She is going to a happy going to get married party. With doctor Susan. Because doctor Susan's daughter is going to get married. When all the beautiful flowers come back. 

You have to have brand new underware when you go to special parties. Not for just cheese parties. 

Special parties with special beautiful dresses and shiny make you tall shoes. And even shiny toes. It is known. 

Zita is going to sleep in a nice hotel. Tomorrow night. With lots of pillows. But not me. Oh dear. That is not right.

I have to stay here and guard Craig and Emmet and Niamh. I can not go on trips. I am too busy. It is known. 

Craig is going to have to make the tasty dinners. Ha. 

They will just have peanut butter sandwiches. Or nice Mister Tony's pizza. They will not have any tasty green beans. Or crunchy lettuce. Too bad for me.

We only had one car today. Because the gold big car had to get something new that does not make a squeeky noise.

Ziyta says we are going to get a new car. When the beautiful flowers come back. It will not be a little car like Craig's. I do not fit so well in little cars. 

She said gold big car is going to retire. Just like Craig. It is a bit tired. Oh dear. It is my favourite just for sitting in car. It is known. 

I do not like being in the car when it is moving with other cars all around. It is a bit scary. We will get a good for sitting in car. Craig said so. Maybe one with a special place. Just for me. Ha. 

Niamh has to put very cold ice on her fat foot. To make it not so fat. 

Maybe we will watch the old already retired detectives tonight. In the comfy den.