Day One Thousand One Hundred and Eighty Seven

It is a not so warm day outside.

After Zita drove Emmet to his university we went for a nice walk. All around our ponds.

I saw my friends the ducks. They are all going away. It is their vacation time. 

They can not stay here. All the water is leaving the beautiful ponds. And the canal. 

Because Winter is Coming. It is known.

Then they will have nowhere to live. Because of the all empty ponds. That is why they all go on vacation 

They put all the water back into the very big rivers. Until it is time for all the flowers to come back. 

Then the ducks come back to see all the beautiful flowers. Right beside our ponds. And to have nice naps under the giant trees. Ha. 

When the ducks are there I sit right beside the pond and watch them swim all around. I do not bark at them anymore. You do not bark at your friends. It might scare them.

When we got home we had giant fat and crunchy toasts. Ha. Good for me.

Niamh did not go to her dance a lot school today. The fast cold caught her. She has to take medicine. And stay in her comfy bed. Too bad for her.

Her dance a lot friend Miss Lyndsey came to our house. She brought Niamh her most favourite coffee from the way too much money coffee store. That is nice. 

They went to the other room in the basement. To talk a lot. Not in the way messy room. They are in the one with Poppy's nice and comfy sofa and the play lots of games machine. 

I went down the scary stairs with her. So she would not get all lost. 

Then Miss Rowan came over with even more coffees from the other too much money coffee store. Niamh has lots of coffee friends. It is known. 

My friend Mister Aidan is back in his house. He is very happy. It is hard to be happy in the hospital. 

Zita had to go downtown to the way small office. Because of the rascal ladies. And the very important election. 

Craig says he does not know any of the rascals. This time. He says that is good because we need all new rascals. 

I do not know any of the rascals either. Too bad for them. 

Mister Bill is going back to the make loud music island. To take more beautiful pictures of the the people. That is nice. I will guard his house too.