Zita and I were all soggy when we got home. From our nice walk.
Then Craig and Zita and I had toasts. When we were all full up with toasts Zita drove Emmet and Niamh to their schools.
Craig had to make the house all neat and tidy. It was all messy again. I helped make it all neat and tidy. Oh well.
Because we had a guest for our lunch. Your house has be be neat and tidy for guests. So they do not know you are messy. Ha.
Craig said if you close your eyes the house will get all messy again. All by itself. That is true.
Mister George came to our house for a delicious lunch. He is a friend of Craig's from a long long time ago. He is old like Craig. Ha.
He knows me. He reads my stories all the time. That is nice.
Lots of people from all over read my stories. I do not know why. Maybe they just like nice dogs. Like me. Maybe.
Mister George has nice dogs too. They live on a way old farm. Their very big house is all made of stone. Just like a castle.
It is not a castle. It does not have any ghosts. Oh well.
That is where George lives with Missus Susan. Their dogs are not so big as me.
I am as big as furniture he said. Ha. Good for me.
One of his dogs is very old. He can not hear anything anymore. Oh dear. And can not see so very well. But he is a happy dog. That is good.
We had brand new bagels. For our lunch. From Mister Kettleman's tasty bagel store. And biscuits.
Because Mister George used to live in way far away England. Just like Craig. Ha.
You have to have tasty biscuits in way far away. Even Ireland. Or it is not a tasty lunch. It is known.
The nice men brought all our newspapers today. Because they are way busy tomorrow. I did not bark at them at all. Ha.
But they forgot to give Zita all her keys back. Now they have to bring them back from the far away little town. That is where they make our nice newspapers. Oh dear.
Zita had to go the the bank without me. It was rascal ladies business. I stayed here to guard Craig and Emmet.
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