Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Seventeen

It was a beautiful day. All day. With way fat sheep clouds. All over the sky. Ha. 

And not even too hot today. Just nice. With the wind blowing the trees all around. 

Zita I had a very nice long walk. Because of the way nice day. 

Then we came home for our toasts. Ha that was good.

Then Craig and Emmet went to their nice Doctor. 

Because you have to see your Doctor every year. So they know you are not just all dead. And forgot to tell them. 

They got fast shots in their arm. So the nasty coughs can not catch them. Ha. That is good. 

She is Niamh's Doctor too. She went to the same nice university that Niamh will go to. In way far away. 

Beside the giant all full of dangerous whales ocean. 

Cousin Orlaith's nice university is right on the other side. Of the dangerous ocean. Maybe they can wave at each other. That would be nice. 

Zita was way busy all morning making the rascal ladies all organized. Again. 

There were pieces of paper everywhere. 

I could not just have a nice nap on the comfy rug. It was all covered in too much paper. Oh well. Too bad for me. 

I had a nap on my comfy bed in the kitchen. Ha. Good for me.

And when Craig got home he had to talk with the government. On his special just for the government telephone. 

I was a big help. I was as quiet as a fat stone. Ha. 

Good for me. I am always a big help. It is known. 

Then Zita and I went for a special little walk. Just around. To see the beautiful all full of green leaves trees. 

Because she was crazy. She told me. Too many little pieces of paper. Oh dear. That is not right.

When we got back she was not still crazy. She told me. That is good. 

Now Craig has to write a big story all about talking with the government. Oh well. 

Maybe our nice Queen will read it. Maybe not. Oh well. 

Tonight is Emmet's stay at the university until late night. For his favourite class. 

It is all about way way way old inventions. 

Tonight a lady is going to visit my house. 

So Zita can teach her how to give everybody our nice newspapers. It is her job now. That is good. I will not bark at her. Zita told me. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Sixteen

We did not have to get up way early today. 

All of Niamh's way too early in the morning dance a lot practices are all over. Ha. That is good.

We went for a nice walk this morning. It was not way too hot then. That is good.

We had a nice quiet day. 

We only had little pieces of very crunchy toasts today. Oh well.,

Zita had to talk to the rascal ladies. On the telephone.

And Craig had to read lots of not so interesting stories for our nice queen. Oh well. 

I had a nice long nap on the comfy big bed. On my own duvet. Ha. Good for me. 

Emmet is still writing his not so long stories for his university. 

I think that the summer the university stories are not so very long. 

Maybe because of the too hot. Maybe. 

Craig and I played catch the ball a lot of times. Before our lunch. Because it is not way too hot outside. Before the lunchtime. It was just nice. 

We had a giant tasty bread peanut butter sandwich. Just me and Craig. Ha. That is good. 

My friend Miss Zoe came to my house this afternoon. So she could borrow a very big lock for her bicycle. 

So nasty people could not just steal it. Oh dear. 

She forgot her lock at her house. Ha. Too bad for her. So we said she could have one of our big locks. 

Then Zita had to go downtown to the rascal ladies too small office. For another meeting. 

Emmet made lots of tea. So he could write his interesting stories. 

You need lots of Irish tea to write interesting stories. Or you will make mistakes. 

Then nobody will even read your nice story. Oh dear. 

When Zita came home from way downtown we went for a nice little walk. 

It was not way to hot today. Just all hot. Not hurt my feet hot. That is good. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Fifteen

It was another way too hot day. Zita and I only went for a little walk. 

Before everybody was all wide awake. Just us. Even my friends the ducks were not awake.

We had to go out early or the way too hot would have caught us. 

Then we had very late toasts. 

Because Zita called her mother and father on the telephone. To talk for a long time. Oh well. Too bad for me. 

And Craig had to stay in the comfy bed to watch the way fast cars race. They all crashed. Because of the rain. Oh dear. 

After we had our very crunchy toasts Zita got the noisy machine. It was in the scary basement. 

She had to make Niamh's special beautiful dance dress fit all perfect. 

But no way too tight. Ha. Too bad for Niamh.

Emmet has writing letters to professors at other nice universities. To find his next nice university. 

Not Mister Saint Paul's university. That is Zita's nice other university. 

Then Zita took Craig's mother to Zita's favourite coffee store. For a litte trip. That was nice.

Niamh did not even wake up until we had more pretend toasts. For our Sunday lunch. Oh well. 

Our tasty Sunday lunch today was very late today. Because everybody was very busy. Except Niamh. She was just all fast asleep. 

After out nice lunch Niamh's dance a lot friends came to our house for a little visit. To look at the way beautiful dresses. 

Niamh's friend Miss Rachel has a dog that looks like me. But it is very little. She told me. 

This is not Miss Rachel going to be a doctor. It is another Miss Rachel. The one who lives nearly far away. Near the little river. 

Then they all went out in the way too hot. Oh well. They are very silly. They will just turn into puddles. Ha. Too bad for them.

Craig had to get in the comfy bed this afternoon. To fix the music machine. The one in the bedroom. 

It was not working so very well. He had to put new fat wires everywhere. I do not know why. 

I did not help. I just stayed in the dining room. Guarding Zita. And Niamh's beautiful special dress. 

We only went for a very little walk this afternoon. I do not like the way too hot. Either does my friend Zita. 

They do not have the way too hot in way far away Ireland. Just the too much rain. Oh well. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Fourteen

It was a way too hot day. 

We did not go for our nice walk this morning.

We were too busy.

It is the sell all your too much stuff day in my neighbourhood. Last night we found lots of all extra stuff in the basement. 

We brought it up stairs and cleaned it all spic and span. 

This morning we put all our stuff in our driveway. Even rugs and black music boxes. And lamps. Ha. 

Craig sold people lots of our too much stuff. For real money. I guarded him. And the money. 

Lots of our friends came see see us when we were all outside. Beside our beautiful trees. Where it was not so hot. 

Everybody wanted to say hello. And talk. 

Craig and Zita had their too much coffee outside today. I even had my nice cold water bowl outside too. That was good. 

Then we came in the house because of the way too hot. 

So Zita took everything else and gave it to the nice people who help all the people who do not have even any stuff. 

They had a big truck. It was a Mister Saint Paul's truck. Like Zita's other nice university. 

We put the make the house nice and cool machine on. So I would not be a too hot dog. And melt into a puddle. 

Then a man sat right on Craig's silver little car. Right outside my house. That is not right. It is not his little car. 

I barked him all away. With my very fierce bark. Ha. Too bad for him. 

Craig and Zita and Emmet went to see Niamh's very last dance at the dance a lot school. Last night.

All the dance a lot friends were way sad. 

Even after my friend Niamh gave her own at the very end speech. Oh dear.

Then Niamh and all her dance a lot friends went to Miss Rachel's house. For a party. Niamh slept there. With all her friends. 

So they could be all sad together. Then they would not be so sad. Ha. 

Craig said it was way way hot at the giant stage last night. Where all the dances were. Oh dear. 

He did not just all melt away. Emmet or Zita either. That is good. 

Maybe we will watch the television tonight. In the nice not even a bit hot house. That is good. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Thirteen

It was a very hot day. Zita and I had an early walk. So we would just not melt into just a sticky puddle. Ha.

Craig and Zita said Niamh's dancing at the very special dance night was the best ever. Even when she was all covered in dirt. 

I do not know why she was all dirty in her dance a lot special night. 

She was in lots of dances. Because everybody wants to watch my friend Niamh dance. It is known. 

I could not go to the special dance night. I had to stay here and guard Emmet and our house. Oh well.

When Zita came home she had tasty special sandwiches from Mister Kettleman's bagel store. For everybody. 

But not me. Oh well. Too bad for me. 

Niamh was way way hungry. She did not even have a nice dinner before her dancing. Oh dear. 

That is silly. I always have my dinner. Right away. Maybe somebody will forget and you would be all very hungry. Maybe.

Mister Bill and Ginny went to see Niamh's dancing too. And Doctor Susan and Lilly. 

Mister Bill took lots of pictures. Beautiful pictures. With his giant camera. With the brand new all round part. Ha. That is good. 

When the dancing was all over. A man came up and gave my friend Niamh bunches and bunches of beautiful red flowers. 

They were all roses. All of them. Ha. 

And he even asked her to go to his own special dance. At his school. The school Emmet went to. 

He is the nice boy who asked Niamh to go for a tasty dinner with him at the nice Chinese food store.

That is good. Now she has to have another very beautiful dress. Oh dear. 

The little letter on the beautiful flowers said my friend Niamh would be the Queen of the North. 

Because Niamh told him he had to watch the scary Wolves and Dragons programs of she would not go out for a tasty dinner with him. It is known. Ha. Too bad for him. 

All the giant scary wolves live in the north. Ha. Too bad for us. We are in the north too. Oh well. 

Craig and Zita and Emmet are going to Niamh's very last dance a lot night. Tonight. Because Niamh has to do more dances. 

And then at the very end Niamh will make an important speech to everybody. 

To talk all about going to the dance a lot school. For a long time. Just her talking. To everybody. Oh dear. 

Niamh is a way good talker Craig says. Too good sometimes he said. Ha. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Twelve

I had another very busy day.

It was a very hot day. So Zita and I went for our nice walk before the too hot could catch us. Ha. Good for us.

Tonight is Niamh's special very last dance night. At her dance a lot school. And tomorrow too.

She had to come home because she left her money here. And then she had to come back because she forgot her phone. Oh dear. 

Craig told me she was very nervous. Oh dear.

We had Craig's sing happy birthday day last night. With the all on fire cake. 

The cake looked like a not so fierce little bear. But it was a cake. Ha. Good for us.

I got Craig a brand new tshirt with pockets. Ha. That is a good secret present. 

And he got all broken music from my friend Niamh. Because she sat on it. Oh dear. 

She will make him a new one. She will not sit on this one. She told me.

Emmet got Craig a little knight. And a dragon. That is what Emmet gets Craig. 

It is their secret present. That is nice. Craig has lots of little knights. And fierce Romans too. Ha.

Zita got Craig a piece of paper that tell us where all his way way old relatives came from. Ha. That is good. 

Zita went to the too small office today. But only for a little while. Then she came home for our lunch. 

Then Craig and Zita and I went to visit my nice Doctor. In the gold big car. So he could see my all better operation. 

I barked too much. I do not like it when the car is moving so much. Oh well.

I got new tasty food. And medicine so nasty bugs can not bite me until I am all sick. That is good.

Craig and Zita went to the special dance night. To see Niamh's special all her own dance. 

And all her dance a lot friends. Miss Rowan and Miss Georgi and Miss Jordan too. 

I guarded the house and Emmet all by myself. Until everybody was all home. Ha. Good for me. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Eleven

We had a way way busy day. Everybody. Me too.

Zita had to drive Niamh to her early dance a lot practice. 

Then she went to the place where all of Craig's mother old stuff was hidden.

Auntie Jane was there too.

Then people came to my house in a little truck. Two people. 

They took a way big table out of the scary basement. And chairs too. To take it to the place where you hide your old stuff. 

Then they put other stuff in our basement. A way way old desk for Emmet. 

And an almost all new television for the other just for guests bedroom. 

Or Niamh and Cara and Lee when they play the very loud games. 

And there was even more stuff. Big rugs. And little rugs. And boxes of things. We left it all in my side yard. 

Because it is nearly the sell all your old do not want any more stuff to other people day. Ha. 

We will put all the stuff on our nice lawn for people. And I will guard it. Ha.

Craig had to drive Emmet to his nice university today. When the people were still here. 

So I guarded the house all by myself. Until he came home. Good for me. 

I am a way good guarding dog. Everybody tells me. It is true. 

After the little truck was all full up it went away again. To the hiding place. Full of stuff. Ha. 

Then the two nice make our house all spic and span ladies came to visit. 

Now the house is all as clean as can be again. Even my comfy bed. Good for me. 

Craig and Zita and I sat in our side yard and had a tasty lunch. Just us. 

And today is my friend Craig's sing happy birthday day. Good for us. He is very old today. 

Not as old as Mister George. He is still winning. Too bad for Craig.

Mister George has a tractor and nice dogs. But he is way old too. Ha. 

We will have an on fire cake. And secret presents. Tonight. 

But not until my friend Niamh gets home from the very late at night dance a lot practice. 

We looked inside the giant box. From auntie Jane. We just looked. We did not open it. Good for us.

It is a giant basket just all full up with special tasty treats.  Ha. 

Craig will share them. Everybody has to share treats. 

Zita said so. Except for me. Ha. Good for me.

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Ten

We got up early today. To drive Niamh to her early practice dance. In the black go fast car. 

Then Zita went downtown to the way too small office. For important meetings.

I stayed in our house because I had to get Craig all wide awake. Ha. Good for me. 

Craig made the too much coffee all for himself. And we had Scotsman's scones too. Ha.

Then we played catch the ball. A lot of times. 

Because is is a very nice day. It was not too hot this morning. Just nice. 

I had a little nap on my nice stones. In my side yard. 

Craig watched the Wolves and and Dragons program this morning. 

He said it was not so scary. Just very sad. Oh dear. 

People should not watch way sad programs. They should just watch nice programs. With nice people and lots of dogs. It is known.

There was a skunk in my neighbourhood last night. It did not come to my house. That is good. 

Craig and Zita went out in two cars. Not the silver little car. The other cars. 

To talk to a store so they will fix the black go fast car so Craig can drive it too. Not just Zita. 

The present man brought a giant box to my house today. It was a secret present for my friend Craig. 

For his special because he is way old sing happy birthday day. 

It was from his sister Auntie Jane. That was nice.

Auntie Jane is coming to our neighbourhood today. To visit Craig's mother. And to have a tasty dinner with Craig and Zita. 

Niamh will be at her dance a lot practice until very late. And Emmet will be at his very interesting all about way old things class. 

They can not go and have a tasty dinner too. Oh well. Too bad for them.

I will guard our house. All by myself. Ha. Good for me. Maybe I will get tasty treats. Maybe. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Nine

We got up way early this morning. Again. So Zita could make the garden beautiful. 

It takes a long time to make a way beautiful garden. She is not even finished. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow.

We went for a nice early walk. Before anyone was all awake. Before it was too hot for nice walks. 

When we got home I had to keep Craig company in the big bedroom. Until he was all wide awake. 

I can not help in our beautiful garden because of the digging holes. Oh well.

Then we had some too much coffee and crunchy toasts. When Zita was all finished in the garden.

Niamh was not in her own comfy bed last night. She had a sleep in with her dance a lot friends. Far away. Near the little river. 

I did not have to get her all wide awake today. Too bad for me.

Mister Paul's daughter Miss Caroline came for a nice visit. With her friend. 

He was from way far away Scotland. Now he lives here. That is nice. 

He did not have any bagpipes. Or porridges. Ha. That is good. 

Miss Caroline brought a telephone for our friend Mister Paul. 

He is going to come here for a little visit. 

He and Craig will go to the not for very much money for breakfast store. That is what they do. That is nice.

After lunch Craig and Zita took the gold big car to get Niamh. She was way out in the county. 

They did not take the black go fast car. I do not know why. Either did Emmet. Oh well.

Maybe it is a secret. Maybe.

I stayed here to guard my friend Emmet. We stayed in the living room. 

So I could guard everything from my watching window.

Emmet read all his interesting stories for his nice university. We had a good time. Ha.

Zita made own made muffins this morning. Emmet ate lots. Ha. And the band new cinnamon buns too. Ha.

When they came home Zita made Niamh's very beautiful dress fit all perfectly. Then Zita and I went for a nice walk. Not a long walk. 

Because is a hot outside day. I do not like the too hot so much.

There were more scary very loud noises and lights in the sky last night. 

Zita and I were very brave. I guarded her. The whole time. 

Then I had a nice nap in the den. Until we went all fast asleep. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Eight

We got up way early this morning. So Zita could make our garden all ready for the tasty green beans. 

I could not help. Sometimes I forget about our beautiful garden and dig my own giant holes. And get in trouble. Too bad for me.

I had to stay in the bedroom with Craig. Until he was all wide awake. Oh dear. Too bad for me.

When Craig was all up and spic and span all clean we had cinnamon buns. Just us. Ha good for us.

Then when Zita was all finished in our beautiful garden we had some too much coffee and crunchy toasts. Good for me.

After our toasts Craig went to visit his mother. Down the street. 

He took Mister Bill's brand new book off all his own pictures. To show her.

The ones he takes when he visits the too hot lots of music islands. It is a very nice book. 

There are even dogs in it. Craig showed them to me. Ha. That is a good book. 

Then Zita went out too. Without me. Oh dear. 

She had to find Craig. And then go to the farmers tasty food stores. 

To get Scotsman's scones. And even more delicious own made cinnamon buns. 

For our tasty Sunday lunch. Ha. Good for us.

Everybody stopped my friend Zita to ask her where was Miss Poppy. 

Everybody missed me. Ha. Too bad for me. Too bad for them.

Craig said there were kabillions of people on our busy street. Everywhere. 

Because of all the beautiful flowers. Everywhere in my neighbourhood. 

And strange cars were parked all over everywhere. Oh dear. That is not right.

After lunchtime Zita had to go down to the scary basement. To make everything neat and tidy. Again.

Emmet was in the basement too. In his cosy bedroom. Reading for his nice university. 

Craig had to make the big computer work for our nice Queen. And not tell anybody any secrets. Oh well. 

Zita and I went for a little walk. Before our dinner. It was not a long walk. It is a hot day today. 

We did not go on the busy street. Only the other little streets. 

There were no nice shady fat sheep clouds today. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow. 

Last night we watched more writing on the television detective programs. 

Craig had a popcorn treat. Just for him. It was a present. From Zita. That was nice.

Niamh drove her not so fast nearly new bicycle downtown last night. With her dance a lot friends. Ha. 

We watched until very late. But we did not have the last one. Craig and Zita have to wait. For Mister Tom. Too bad for them. 

Then we went fast asleep. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Seven

It is the Saturday day. We take Craig to his old friends breakfast on Saturday. So he won't get lost. 

It was a very beautiful day outside. Just all blue forever skies.

Then we had a nice long walk. Without Craig. 

When we got home Miss Georgie was gone. To her teach dance a lot job. 

She had a nice sleep in our house night. Because of the dance a lot practices. 

Niamh was still in bed. I jumped up on to her very big bed and just stayed there. 

Until she was all fast awake. Good for me.

Then Zita had to go to the car store to get some important papers. To say it was our car now. 

Craig and I played catch the ball a lot. That is good.

Then Craig fixed the long mirror. He did not make a big mess this time. That is good. 

Then the nice man brought Craig another black music machine. I do not know why. It is very heavy. 

Then Mister Lyndon came to our house. He fixed Niamh's other go not so fast bicycle up. 

Now it has brand new tires. All round ones. Not all flat ones. That was nice. 

Mister Lyndon is Lee and Cara's own father. He likes bicycles a lot. He has lots of them. And old music machines too. Just like Craig. Oh well. 

Then our friend Mister Tom came over. With new programs for the television. Zita's favourite program. She was very happy. 

We were very busy this afternoon. 

Niamh even practiced driving the car. She and Zita drove the gold big car. 

Because it is way big. And safe. And not nearly brand new. 

Zita and I went for a long before our tasty dinner walk. There were too many visitor people in our streets. 

They come from everywhere to look at the beautiful flowers. All along our all full up canal. 

Even to our ponds. There are no lots of flowers by our ponds. Just lots of nice trees and my friends the ducks. Too bad for the people. Oh well. 

Emmet did not have his nice walk beside the canal. Because of the too many people. 

He just went to our busy street and bought his ice tea. It is a nearly too hot day. It was a ice tea day Emmet told me. 

Maybe we will watch the new programs on the television tonight. Maybe. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Six

I had a very quiet day. That is nice.

Zita and I had a very fast walk. All over. 

It was a beautiful day. All day. Just all blue skies everywhere.

Then we had our breakfast toasts. Crunchy toasts. Ha. Crunchy toasts are my favourite. 

Miss Georgie slept here last night. Because of the way too late dancing practice. 

For the special dance a lot night. Next week. 

Miss Julia came to our house this morning. To drive everybody to dance a lot school. Not way too early this morning. 

Zita took Emmet to his university before she went to the way too smal rascal ladies office. 

Some people came to my house this morning. To tell us how to talk to Mister God. That is silly. 

We have Mister God's very big church not even a little far away. I can see it from our patio. 

It is where all the fly fast bats live. In a very tall tower. The are very fast. I watch them in the summer. 

You do not have to go to a giant church to talk to Mister God. He has good ears. Just like me. 

He can hear everybody whenever they want to talk to him. It is known. 

Maybe they need to have a nice dog to talk to Mister Saint Newton for them. Maybe. 

Oh well. Too bad for them.

I barked at them and then they went all away. Ha. 

I already know how to talk to Mister God. Ha. Good for me.

Craig said they were nice people but they are not very good listeners. Oh dear. 

Sometimes I do not listen so well too. Oh dear. Too bad for me.

When Craig and Emmet came home from the university I had a nice nap. 

When they were away I guarded the house all by myself. Good for me. 

Emmet went for a nice long walk this afternoon. When he got home. Because it was a beautiful day. 

Zita found our keep the nasty flys out of the house door. It was in the basement. Now it is my side door. 

I can go in and out. All by myself. That is good. 

Next week is Craig's sing happy birthday day. Now he will be even older. Ha. 

He will have an all on fire cake. We always have on fire cakes for our sing happy birthday days. Even me too. Ha. 

Maybe I got him a secret present. Maybe. Nobody told me. Because it is a secret present. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Five

It is a very nice day outside. We had sheep clouds all day.

Zita and I had a very nice long walk. Before our toasts. 

My friends the ducks came to my house for a visit. Right on our front lawn. 

Not even their own pond. Ha. 

Then they walked across the street to the pond. They did not even fly. I do not know why.

Zita had to get the dangerous grass cutting machine up from the basement. To make our lawn beautiful again. 

I do not like that machine so much. I do not like the noise. Too bad for me. 

Then Zita went to Doctor Susan's house. To be a big help.  

The other doctors told he she has all broken ribs. Oh dear. 

That is why she has the way too sore. Oh dear.

Niamh has to stay at dance a lot school until late tonight. With all her dance a lot friends. 

To practice for her very special dancing night. Tomorrow night too. 

Another nice university wants Niamh to go to their very big university. In not so far away Toronto. 

But she wants to go to another one. More far away. And not so very big. Oh dear. Oh dear. 

That is not right. I do not like that so much. 

Zita's new black go fast car fools me. I forget it is our own car.  And I bark at it. Too bad for me. 

Zita and Doctor Susan had to to to the beautiful flowers store this afternoon. After lunch.

Craig and I had a peanut butter sandwich. With cheese. Ha. That is good. 

Zita and I had to catch a awful fly last night. Before we could go all fast asleep. I am a very good fly catcher. 

Then there was another awful fly. In the middle of the night. I had to jump on top of everybody to get it.  

Then Craig and Zita were all wide awake. Oh well. Too bad for them.

My friend Emmet had a long sleep in. Even until after lunchtime. Ha. Now he is not even tired. That is good. 

It is Emmet's stay until very late at night day at his university. 

We will get him when he is all finished. So we can all go to fast asleep in our comfy beds. Good for us. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Four

Craig had a sleep in today. Because he had a too sore shoulder yesterday. Oh dear. 

I stayed with him. On the comfy bed. Until he was all wide awake. Good for me. 

I took all the warm covers off him. Ha. Then he got up.

Zita was not here for our too much coffee today. 

She had to go for a nice breakfast with our friend Kathy.

Craig and I had baby croissants this morning. Not toasts. I like croissants. That is good. Baby croissants are not so big. Oh well. 

Then I barked and barked at a strange car in our own driveway. It was Zita. Oh dear. 

I forgot we had the black go fast car. And not the gold big car. Dr. Susan still has our old car. Because of her too sore side. 

Then Zita drove Emmet to his nice university. 

And then she had a tasty lunch with her friend Heather. 

Heather helped Emmet and Niamh be very good story writers. 

It was a long time ago. Before I came to our nice house to guard them. 

As soon as Zita brought Emmet all safe home she had to go downtown. To the rascal ladies too small office. For meetings.

She went on her go fast bicycle. Because it is almost the summer time. 

You do not have to give anybody any real money to park the go fast bicycle. Way downtown is expensive. 

A nasty man yelled at my friend Niamh and at Miss Georgie and Miss Rima too. Oh dear. I do not know why. 

That is not right. You should not yell at nice people. It is known.

And I was not there to eat him all up. Oh dear.  Too bad for me. 

That is why I should go with everybody to guard them. When they out outside my house. It is known. Oh dear. 

Last night we watched a very interesting program all about an old detective. When he was not so old. 

I helped Craig and Zita watch him on the television. And I had a little nap. Ha. 

Emmet could not watch with us. He had too many stories to read for his new university class. 

And Niamh had to look at the the numbers for all the universities. Oh dear.

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Three

Craig was awake even before me this morning. That is not right.

He was going to drive Niamh to dance a lot school. For her way early in the morning parctice dance. 

But they changed their mind. Oh dear. 

So Niamh went back to her comfy bed. 

Craig could not go back to the big bed. He had to make the too much coffee. 

So we could have our toasts. Ha. Good for us. You can not have tasty toasts if you do not have lots of too much coffee. 

Except for the sometimes special toasts treats before you go bed. Those are good toasts. 

Niamh had to go to see the nice dentist this morning. After she was all wide awake again. 

Then Craig drove her back to the dance a lot school. So she would not be all too late. 

Zita and I were very busy with all the rascal ladies. All morning. Ha. Good for us.

Craig watched the wolves and dragons scary program. In the den. I did not help him watch. 

I had a nice nap in the living room. I can help Zita when I am in the living room. Good for me.

Craig and I had a peanut butter sandwiches for our lunch. That is good. I like peanut butter.

We lent Doctor Susan the gold big car. Because it is not so hard to drive when you are too sore. 

Her cars make her more too sore. Oh dear. That is not right. 

Then Craig and Zita came home with our nearly brand new black shiny car. It is not so small as the silver little car. That is good. 

I am too big for Craig's car. Oh well. 

Zita said that her new car is a go fast car. Ha. That is good. 

It has very fat tires. Like Mister Kettleman's bagels. Just bigger. And not so tasty. Ha. 

It is not so fast as Craig's very old very very loud car. 

Mister Pierre is putting that car all back together. Even the broken pieces. 

I do not know Mister Pierre. He bought the very loud car before I was even born. 

He is a friend of Craig's. He has a farm. With lots of smelly cows. Ha. Too bad for him. 

Zita drove Emmet to his nice university in the black fast shinny car. 

Emmet got all his remember everything exams back with giant numbers. Ha. Good for him. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and Two

Zita and I got up way early today. Craig did not.

Craig stayed in bed. I had to get him up. To make the too much coffee. So I could have my toasts. Ha good for me. 

Zita was very busy this morning. Looking for lots of piece of paper. To give to the government. 

And talking to people all about the pieces of paper. On the telephone. Oh dear. 

Craig had to talk to the people too. Even the same people. I do not know why.

The dining room table is all gone. Just pieces of paper. Oh dear.

Emmet has done all reading his interesting stories. For his nice university classes. 

Now he is gong to read not just for university books. Ha.

Niamh had to come home. To get some real money. To buy dance a lot pictures. Of herself. That is silly.

Mister Bill gave Craig money so he can go to Niamh's special dance a lot school all finished dance night. 

In the afternoon Zita had to go downtown. To the way too small office. For rascal ladies meetings. 

Tonight she has to go to another meeting for our nice little newspaper. It is her last newspaper meeting. Oh dear. 

Craig found my own book. With all the names of my relatives. From way long ago. 

Some of them had way funny names. Emmet read them out loud to me. 

I have a nice name. I am Miss Poppy. Because of all the beautiful poppies that grow where all the Bouviers used to live. 

And where all the soldiers died. In the old war nobody wanted. That was silly war. 

Last night after our tasty dinner everybody talked about Niamh's nice universities. So she can make up her mind. 

You can only go to one university. Even when lots want you to go to theirs. I do not know why. 

She is not going to Emmet's nice university. She is going to go to another university. Not here. Oh dear.

If I am out there to get her up in the morning she will always be way too late. For everything. Oh dear. 

Who will wait up until way way late for her. Oh dear. That is not right. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred and One

We had sleep ins today. Zita and I only had a little sleep in. 

Craig was not wide awake until we came home from our nice walk.

It is wear a coat to go outside day. That is silly. 

Zita and Niamh and Lilly went shopping again. Not were the cows live today. That is good. 

Cows are very smelly. 

They had to find way beautiful shoes for Niamh's special dance. And a beautiful dress for Lilly too. 

Niamh got brand new very tall shoes. When she puts them on her feet Niamh is just as tall as my friend Emmet. Ha. 

That is silly. She will fall over. And will not be able to get up. Oh dear. 

We had the not real toasts for lunch. Just the French pretend pancakes. Oh well.

This morning I got into a little trouble. Because of the nasty squirrels. And jumping on the window. Oh dear. 

They were trying to eat our beautiful flowers. I had to go and lie down. On my tummy. In the kitchen. For a little while. Twice. 

I hate squirrels. It is known.

Niamh is way busy. She has to decide what nice university to go to. Zita is helping. It is way too complicated. 

Zita is busy too. Writing to some of the rascal ladies. Even on a Sunday. Oh dear.

Emmet is writing the answers for his little remember everything exam. And Craig is writing more stories for our nice Queen.

It was our nice Queen's sing happy birthday day yesterday. She is very old. She has lived even more years than Craig. Ha.

All her soldiers sang the happy birthday song and fired giant very loud cannons. And played very loud bagpipes. 

That is what happens when you are a Queen. Ha. 

Her soldiers have very tall furry hats. Ha. That is silly. Oh well. 

This afternoon Zita had to go to the tasty food store. And then to the make your own beautiful clothes store. 

To buy things to make Niamh's brand new special very beautiful dress fit all tight and not be even a bit too long. 

Her new beautiful dress does not even have any back. I do not know why. Oh well. 

Craig has a leather jacket with not even one arm. Just holes. I do not know why. Oh well. 

People have silly clothes. 

I only have my own nice Scotsman's coat. For when it is way too cold outside. It is known. 

Day One Thousand Four Hundred

Zita and I had little sleep in today. 

It was a very nice quiet day. 

We were not all awake to take Craig to his old friends breakfast. He had to go all by himself. 

He did not get all lost forever. That is good.

When we were all wide awake we went for our nice walk. And we had our toasts. Good for us.

Then Zita and Niamh and Lilly had to go shopping. Way way out. Where only cows live. 

To find way beautiful dresses for the very special dance a lot school is all over dance. 

They were gone for a very long time.

Craig had to phone to make sure the dangerous cows did not catch them. 

I am not afraid of cows because I am Miss Poppy Taylor. I am a Bouvier dog. 

Bouvier dogs are even way famous for guarding cows. In way far away France.

There are not so many cows in my neighbourhood. Anymore. Oh well. Too bad for them. 

I guarded Emmet until Craig came home. We looked out my watching window. 

There are lots of people on my street. They want to go to see the beautiful flowers. Over by the not very big lake. 

When I was guarding Emmet he read his interesting stories. For his university. These ones were not way interesting he said. Oh well.

Mister Tom got Craig more new programs to watch at night on the television. 

All about way old kings in way far away England. When everybody want to be the king with their own beautiful roses. Oh dear. 

Last night Zita did not get home until late. Because of all the newspapers. To give to all the nice stores. 

And Niamh and Miss Rima did not go out until very late and did not get home until way way too late. Oh dear. 

Zita said I was a bit skinny. Oh dear. That is not nice. 

She told Craig I should have more nice tasty food for my dinners. Ha. Good for me.

And maybe even more cheese sprinkles. From Mister Nicastro's smelly cheese store. Maybe. Ha. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety Nine

Zita and I got up early. Only us. Ha.

Niamh did not have to go to dance a lot school until late today. 

Emmet did not have to go to his nice university today. His professor had to go on a trip. So he had a sleep in too.

Zita had to talk for a long time to the rascal ladies. I had a nice nap. I did not bark so much. Ha.

I guarded the newspapers until the people came to put them in their cars. 

Then Zita had to take lots and lots of newspapers to all the stores on the busy street. For the last time. Oh dear. 

Some of the nice people were all away. Zita had to go to even more places. She did not even have her dinner here.

Craig went all the way downtown. To his giant office. 

They gave him another just for government phone. So our nice Queen can talk to him. And only him. So no one else can hear. Ha.

Now he has to have two phones. Too bad for him.

Then he had a tasty lunch. Not with our nice Queen. She is in way far away. With her horses. And her castles. And her dogs. But they are very little dogs. Oh well.

Emmet had to watch way old movies all about way old Canada. For his nice university. 

We watched them together. When Craig and Zita were all away. That is how I guard Emmet. Ha. Good for me.

It is not so nice today. Not a bright sunny day. Just an all full of rainy cloud sky. Oh well.

Zita says the flowers will be happy. 

Last night the sky was full of noisy bright colours. The colours were very loud. 

I was not very scared at all. Just a bit. I just stayed right beside Zita to guard her. 

Craig had a bath last night. Because he had to go to the giant office today. 

But there was no hot water. Not even a little bit. Niamh had stolen all of it. Oh dear. 

He had a cold bath. Too bad for him. 

Craig and Emmet went for to Craig's old friends breakfast restaurant. For dinner. That is silly. Oh well.

I guarded the house all by myself. Good for me.

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety Eight

Zita and I got up very early this morning. So we could have our very fast walk. Before everybody else was fast awake. Ha. Good for us.

When we got home Zita drove Niamh to her dance a lot school. 

When she was all at home we had very fat toasts. With Craig. He made the too much coffee. 

Zita had lots of rascal ladies work today. So I was a big help. 

Craig was in the den helping our nice Queen. He has to go to the giant office tomorrow. To talk to everybody and have a tasty lunch. Ha.

The nice men brought the giant truck to our house at lunchtime. It was full of our nice newspapers. 

Today is the last time we get all our newspapers in my side yard. Forever. Oh dear. 

Zita and the nice men were sad. They came to our house even when my friend Emmet was only a little boy. Oh dear.

It is not nice to be sad. 

Zita said maybe she will go to their big noisy store. In a while. With lots of donuts. 

To say thank you very much. To all the nice people. Who were always a big help. That is good. 

We always say thank you very much to nice people. It is because we are polite. It is known. 

Last night Craig and Zita and I watched the old funny detectives. In the den. With the door closed. 

Because Niamh and Rowan and Lilly were making their own way too late at night dinner. In our kitchen. They were very loud. 

Emmet did not watch with us. He had to talk to all his way far away friends. All about the new very secret game. Too bad for him.

It is a way beautiful day outside. It was even hot. If I just sat in just the sunny part of my side yard. 

I had a nice nap. In the not so sunny part. Ha. That is good. 

A man came to our house to bring more music speakers for Craig. Oh well.

Yesterday Emmet's way little speakers stopped making nice music. 

He got some all shiny white speakers from the scary full of other stuff room. That is good. So he can listen to all his interesting friends again. 

Zita has to go out tonight. Again. 

To talk to more people who want her old give away all our newspapers job. 

She talked to another person last night too. 

Craig said it will be a hard job for the new person.. Because they will not have me to be a very big help. And guard all the papers. Ha. 

Craig is right. Too bad for them. 

They will have to find another big nice dog to help them. Not me. I will be too busy with my own family. It is known. 

I got all the way from way far away Italy cheesy treats on my dinner tonight. Because we ate all from all around here cheese. 

So there was none for my dinner. Just the from way far away very tasty cheese. Ha. Good for me. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety Seven

I had a nice quiet day. Because everybody was very busy.

We had our toasts but we did not go for our nice walk until way late. Because of the way too busy time.

Craig had to do some writing for our nice Queen. Just a bit today. Not all day this time. 

Emmet was in his cosy bed too long. Zita went down to the basement. To get him all wide awake. 

He was nearly late for his nice university. Ha. Too bad for him.

Miss Julia drove Niamh to their dance a lot school this morning. In the white little car. 

Not the giant every colour in the world car. Oh well.

We had toasty croissants for our lunch. In the den. With ham. Ha. Good for us. 

After lunch Zita and I had a nice walk. All around. All the way up to our busy street right to our nice bank. I got treats. Ha. Because I am a very polite dog. 

Only nice polite dogs get tasty big treats. It is known. 

Then two ladies came to my house. To make it all spic and span. Everywhere. 

Craig and I went outside. We played catch the ball.

It was not so noisy outside. We stayed outside until the nice ladies were all finished. 

It was all sunny outside today. That is good. We played catch the ball lots of times. 

Zita had to drive Doctor Susan to her errands. Because of the still way too sore sides. Oh dear.

Niamh said the new make me beautiful store made me as beautiful as can be. That was nice. 

We have lots of beautiful flowers in our garden. There were even more today. Ha. That is good.

Soon lots and lots of people are going to come to see all the beautiful flowers all down at our little lake. 

And even all beside the Colonel's road. Where we go for our nice walks. Where the special just for dogs treat box is. That is good.

They will all get too lost and have to ask us where to find the beautiful flowers. Oh well.  

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety Six

Zita and I were a little bit sad this morning. 

Zita's Uncle Brian had to go to heaven. He was very old. Oh dear. That is sad.

He was a teacher. In way way way far away. In Africa. He lived there for a long long time. Even when it was way too dangerous. 

He gave us the beautiful stature of all the old men drinking too much. Ha. 

Lots of Elephants used to steal the tasty vegetables from his very own garden. He did not mind. He was a nice man. 

Maybe he will go for a fast ride with our Uncle Bill. And my friend Zorro. Maybe.

We only went for a little walk this morning. 

Because then I went to my new make me beautiful store. To get all ready for the too hot summer. 

If you are too furry you get too hot and get sick. It is known.

We did not have to even use the gold big car. We just walked there. 

Right past nice Mister Nicastro's tasty food store. It is just on our way busy street. 

I do not like the blowing wind all over me machine. It is too noisy. Oh dear. Too bad for me.

After we walked home to my house I had a nice nap. On my comfy bed. 

When I go to the make me beautiful store I get very tired. So I have nice naps. Good for me.

We watched the funny old detectives last night. That is good. 

Emmet came home from his very loud movie. It was not so late. Then he made more Irish tea and for Zita too. 

Niamh's brand new telephone is all working just right. It takes a long time to tell telephones what to do. They are not good listeners. Like me. 

Sometimes I forget about listening. And get into trouble. Oh well. Too bad for me.  

The present man brought Emmet a brand new book. It was a not very secret present from his grandfather. In way far away Dublin. 

It was all about the dangerous time. Lots of Emmet's and Niamh's great Uncles and Aunts were in it. 

Then they all went to jail. Oh dear. And even the great aunts too. Oh dear.

Because the aunts blew up bridges. All up into the air. Oh dear. 

Then everybody got out. They stopped blowing up bridges. That is good. 

Blowing up bridges is way too noisy. It would scare everybody. Oh dear.  

We have a very big bridge right nearly beside my pond. Oh dear. 

Maybe they will not come to visit me. Oh dear. The ducks would be very scared if they blew up our bridge. Me too. Oh well. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety Five

We had a nice fast walk this morning.

When we got home we had our fat toasts with Craig. And Craig and Zita had their coffees. 

It is not so warm today. It is even have to wear a jacket day. Oh well.

Zita had to drive Doctor Susan to her nice doctors today.  Because of the too sore side. Oh dear.

Craig wrote a very short story for our nice queen this morning. I do not know if she reads the stories. Queen's are very busy. It is known. 

Then we had toasty sandwiches for our lunch. Ha. Craig and I always share toasty sandwiches. 

Emmet and Zita had Irish tea in the brand new special cups. They were Emmet's secret presents for Zita for just for Mother's Day. 

Niamh got Zita a special present too. A bottle full of little pieces of paper. With all the nice things that Zita did for Niamh. Even when she was a very little baby. 

This afternoon Craig went to my hospital. Without me. That is good. 

He had to get my medicine. So I do not get a sick tummy. That is good.

And Zita had to go downtown. To the way too small office. In the afternoon. To talk to rascal ladies. 

I stayed here to guard Emmet. It is my job. It is not so hard with just Emmet to guard. 

He was in his cosy bedroom in the basement. He was reading all his way interesting books. For his new classes. At his nice university. 

Niamh's brand new not even a bit broken phone came to our house today. The present man brought it. That is good. 

Niamh was way happy. Ha. If Niamh does not have her phone all her music is gone. Oh dear. 

Emmet went to a loud movie after our dinner. 

To the brand new movie store. Beside the nice bank where I get the very big just for nice dogs treats. That is a good store. 

We watched the television last night. I did not see anything. Because I was even fast asleep. Ha. Good for me.

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety Four

We only had a very little sleep in today. Oh well.

Zita had to do work for our nice newspaper. For the last time. Oh well.

The Mister Mayor sent my friend Zita a long letter. The present man brought it to our house. It was even written on paper. Ha.

He said thank you for the very long time she helped give all our friends our nice newspapers. That is nice. 

We watched the old funny detectives last night. Until Niamh came home. Then we went all fast asleep in our comfy beds. 

Today is just for Mother's Day. That is nice. Craig told me that my mother is very far away. I do not remember her so well. Oh dear. 

Emmet and Niamh said I can share Zita too. That is nice. 

I only remember Zita. Because I was only very little when I came to my house. That is why Zita can be my mother too. That is good. 

So that is why I guard her all the time. It is my job. Ha.

We are going to keep the gold big car for a little while. So it can help with all the newspapers. 

Because it knows where to go to take the newspapers. All by itself. 

It would not like to retire before Zita. It is Zita's own car. 

It was the old colonel's car. But he went to heaven before he even could drive it. Oh dear. Then it was Zita's. It is known.

It is a nice car. But it is old. Like Craig.  And it has holes. Like Emmet. That is why it was our car. Ha. 

Mister Mike's fix your car all up store will make it all right. 

And Mister Bob will drive it. He likes the gold big car. That is good. 

Craig and Zita and Emmet and Niamh took Craig's mother to a too many chips restaurant for lunch today. Near the busy street. Ha. She got a secret present too. 

I did not go. I stayed here to guard the house. All by my self. And my comfy duvet. 

Emmet and Niamh have secret presents for Zita. Because she is their mother. I did not have a secret present. 

Craig said the lettuce machine was a good present for the sing happy birthday day and for just for Mother's Day. That is good. 

It is hard to find secret presents. I always look in all the windows of the interesting stores on the busy street. 

But I do not have any enough money to buy a secret present. 

I am just like Niamh. But I do not go to the way too expensive coffee store. Oh well. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety Three

I had a very nice day.

Last night I took Craig and Zita to the outside coffee store. Because it is summertime. Ha.

 

It was even dark when we came home. I guarded them. All the way home. Ha. Good for me.

Niamh went to another party with Miss Rima last night. Miss Rima slept in Niamh's comfy bed last night because they came home too late.

It is Miss Rima sing happy birthday day tomorrow. 

But it is my friend Zita's sing happy birthday day today. Ha. That is good.

We went with Craig to his old friends breakfast today. So he would not get lost. And maybe not come home for the cake party. Oh dear. 

It was a very nice day outside. All sunny.  

We went to visit a new make me beautiful store. It is not so far away. It is right on my busy street ha. That is good. I met the nice ladies. 

They wanted to give me a treat. But I did not know them. Maybe next time. Maybe. 

This afternoon Craig and Zita went to look at more cars. For Zita. And they found one. Ha. 

Just for us. And they even bought it.

It is black. Just like me. But it is all shiny. I am not so shiny. Just black. And furry too. 

It is not so big as the gold big car. But it is big enough for Zita and me. Not so small as the silver little car. That is good. 

It was a good birthday present. It is known.

When Craig and Zita got home everybody they took everybody out for a tasty sing happy birthday day dinner. 

I stayed here to guard the house. And all the secret presents. It is my job. 

Then we had a special birthday cake. With Zita's own name on it. In big chocolate writing. It was on fire. Oh dear.

Not like the big burn all the house up fire. Just a cake fire. That is good. 

And then we got the secret presents. 

I gave Zita a brand new make the lettuce clean machine. Because I like lettuce treats. Ha. Good. For me.

Mister Tom gave Craig brand new programs for the television. In the den. Maybe we will watch some tonight. Before we all go fast asleep. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety Two

I had a very nice day. It was a beautiful day. It was a nearly hot day. 

Zita and I went for a nice long walk. All over. Because it is a beautiful day.

When we got home we had giant fat toasts. Good for us.

Then everybody had to work. Oh well.

Zita had to talk to everyone everywhere all about rascal lady business.

And Craig worked for our nice Queen. To put her little television programs on the computer. He tried a lot last night. But it did not work. Too bad for him.

Now it worked. I do not know why. 

Before our tasty lunch Zita drove Emmet to his nice university. 

Then she had to go to the telephone store to get a brand new telephone for my friend Niamh. 

She had to use her too much barking dog voice. Oh dear. That is a way scary voice. It is known. Oh well.

Craig went and got Emmet at his nice university. I stayed here to guard the house all by myself. I got extra peanut butter treats. Ha. 

When Craig and Emmet came home they told me they found a new very old university. 

Right beside our tasty Chinese food store. Not even far away.

It is a churchman's university. It is very old. And even big. It has a garden. With vegetables. And a big as a castle wall all around it. Ha. 

There is a library with way old books in it. Emmet is going to go look at the books. 

Old books are Emmet favourites. And Irish tea. And the special chocolate bars his Nana sends him from way far away. He does not share them so much. Oh well. 

Zita took Doctor Susan for a car ride. So she can see the beautiful day. And not just stay in the house. Because of the falling down. 

The poor people still have to run all away from the giant fire. 

And they have to sleep where all the soldiers live. Oh dear. Soldiers do not have way comfy beds with cosy duvets. Oh dear. 

Everybody is giving them real money. That is good. And the government too. That is good.

The giant scary fire is way far away from my house. That is good. 

When Zita got home we found even more beautiful pictures in the basement. All hidden. Ha we found them. Good for us.

Tomorrow is Zita's sing happy birthday day. I got her a secret present. The present man brought it. 

I do not know what it is. Because it is a secret present. Craig got it for me. That is good. 

It is all hidden in Niamh bedroom. Because nobody can find anything in Niamh's bedroom. Not even Niamh. It is known. Ha. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety One

I had a just a bit busy day.

We had toasts before Zita and I went for our nice walk. To see to all fast asleep ducks. Oh well. 

It was a very sunny day today.  But no nice sheep clouds. Just all blue forever sky. 

We have flowers in our own garden. Red flowers. I can see them right from my watching window. Ha. We will have lots and lots. That is good.

And the nearly falling into the pond trees are all very green. Again. That is good too. 

Niamh dropped her telephone again. Now it does not work at all. Of dear. 

Miss Julia drove Niamh to dance a lot school this morning. That was nice. 

Craig worked nearly all the day for our nice Queen. Making things on the computer. For only her. With lots of words. That is good. 

Craig is good with lots of words. That is why he helps me with my stories every day. It is not so hard for him. Except for the spelling. Oh well. 

Tonight is Emmet's stay until late at night day at his nice university. 

He had donuts for his dinner. Oh well. We will bring him come all full up. With donuts. Ha. 

Only Craig and Zita and I had our lovely dinner together. We had Mister Kettleman's tasty special for dinner bagels. 

Emmet and Niamh were all too school busy.  Too bad for them. 

Before our dinner Zita went over to Doctor Susan's house. So she would have nice squeaky clean clothes. 

Then Zita drove Jack to his teacher's house. Because Doctor Susan is still way too sore. And can not drive her cars. Not even the little one. Oh dear.

This afternoon we played with all the beautiful pictures. We put them everywhere. Not just where they used to be. Oh dear. 

Maybe it will be all changed. Everywhere and I will get lost. In my own house. Maybe. Oh dear.

Last night on the television we saw a giant fire. In our own country. But far away. Everywhere was all on fire. Even the very big trees. Oh dear.

Everybody had to run away fast. Lots and lots and lots of people. And all their dogs too. I saw them. Oh dear.

Lots of the nice houses were all burned up into just nothing. Oh dear. 

Now they do not have their own comfy beds to sleep in. That is not right. 

Craig gave them some money on his telephone. Craig never drops his telephone. Ha. 

Our nice Queen sent a letter saying thank you to everybody who helped the poor people who had to fast run away. 

And she said she was very sorry about the all burned up houses. Oh dear.