We only went for a little walk. Because of all the just like Ireland rain. Oh well.
Then Zita went to the make you fit store. I had to get up on the big bed to get Craig all awake.
He was still all fast asleep. Ha. Too bad for him.
I took the comfy duvet away. Ha. Too bad for him.
Then we played catch the ball. Before he made pretend coffee.
Craig only makes the real too much coffee when Zita is here too. We did not have any toasts. Oh well.
When Zita came home I got into squirrel trouble. Again. Oh well.
I had to stay in the kitchen for a long time. And not look out my watching window. Oh well.
Then I helped Zita make our own made muffins. For our tasty lunch.
Emmet had a long make you squeaky clean shower. After lunchtime.
Because he is going out to dinner with his friends from the nice university.
He is going to bring a giant tasty salad to the dinner party.
And a little bottle of special just for salads very old vinegar. It is even older than my friend Niamh.
It is not a cheese party. Because they only have a cat. Ha.
You cannot have cheese parties with only a cat. Who would guard the cheese. Ha. Too bad for them.
Yesterday there was the very special football game. Just up on the busy street.
Our street was full up with people. All from the universities. They were singing songs. Oh well.
Emmet's nice university was playing his other university. For a big prize. Ha.
Emmet's nice university won. Again.
We watched new far away detectives last night. Mister Tom's detectives.
Mister Tom always brings us way interesting stories for watching on the television.
Zita had to stop. Right in the middle of the detectives. Because of rascal ladies work.
At night. That is not right. And it was even Saturday. Oh dear.
Zita drove Emmet to his friend's apartment. Because he had to bring the giant glass bowl. All full with his tasty salad.
We only had a little dinner tonight. Because it was only Craig and Zita who were all at home for dinner.
When she came home Craig and Zita had breakfast for their tasty dinner. Ha. That was silly.
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