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.