Saturday, 26 March 2016

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty One

Zita had to drive Craig to his old friends breakfast. Because of the icy rain. 

The streets were all too slippy for the go fast chair. Oh dear.

I did not go. The silver little car is too little. Oh well.

We could not uses the gold big car. Because the keep your windshield clean machine is still broken. Oh dear. 

It will have to go to Mister Mike's fix your car all up store. Oh well.

I guarded the house. Emmet and Niamh were still fast asleep. Ha.

Zita had to go tasty food shopping. We are going to have all our used food for dinner tonight. 

Because the refrigerator is all full up. To the top.  

Then Craig and Zita went out. To see all the brand new flowers. And bushes. 

Our new little tree is dead. Because of the nasty bugs. They ate it all up. 

We will get a brand new big bush. That smells very nice.  Ha. That is good.

Niamh and Cara took me for my nice walk after lunch. When Niamh was all awake. 

This afternoon Mister Bill came to my house to talk to us. And drink too much coffees. 

Because he is going to go to way far away Ireland. And Missus Ginny too. Not today. In the summer.  

He wanted to ask Zita all about nice tasty restaurants and castles.

We know all about tasty restaurants and castles. In way far away Ireland. 

Craig and Zita and Emmet go to all the castles. And even the nice table sheet restaurants. That is good.

Now my friend Niamh has to find some beautiful clothes. Very fast. Maybe even today.

Because she has to make a speech. On the giant stage in front of all her dance a lot school. 

All before everybody can see her special all made by her dance. Oh dear. 

So Zita and Niamh and Cara went to find some beautiful clothes. That is good. 

Emmet made his too long brand new story too long story short. That is good. 

Then he had a nice long walk. Because it is all sunny this afternoon. With just all blue forever skies. 

Now the snow is just all water again. Ha. That is good. I do not like the slippy ice. It hurts my feet. That is not right. 

I did not have any food upstairs. At all. My friend Emmet filled my own bowl. From the big bag in the basement. And brought it upstairs. Just for me. That is nice. 

Friends always get you food if you are hungry. It is known.

Tomorrow we are going to have a little cheese party. Because of Mister God's holiday. Miss Andrea is going to come too. She goes to Emmet's nice university too. 

Craig's mother is going to come too. Sometimes she forgets and does not come. Oh well. 


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