Day One Thousand Six Hundred and Fifty Two

We had a little sleep in today. It is sleep in Sunday.

Then Craig got up and then Zita and I got up too. So Craig would not make too toasty toasts. 

And make the save us, save us machine make the way too loud noise. 

Then we had some too much coffee and nice crunchy toasts. Not too toasty. Ha. Good for us.

Zita and I had a long nice walk after our toasts. Even in the puddles. It is still not even a bit too cold. 

Nobody can go in the nearly empty canal because it is not so slippy now.

That is silly weather. It is known. 

Last night Zita and Niamh had to steal Craig's comfy shirts. 

For the sing happy birthday day party. I do not know why. I did not go.

I stayed here to guard Craig. I helped him watch the hockey game. 

Everybody at the sing happy birthday day party had to be chop down a tree people. I do not know why. 

Even Niamh and Miss Lily.

The sing happy birthday cake was even a tree too. 

That is silly. Trees are not so tasty. 

Sometimes I chew on tree sticks and get a sick tummy.  You should not make tree cakes. 

People will just have sick tummies. And will have to get new rugs for their dens too. Oh dear. 

Emmet did not go. He was with his nice university friends. Until late.

He had to have an all clean shower when he got home. Right away. 

Because of the cats who live in the little apartment. Oh dear. Silly cats. 

Then Niamh came home. And then left. Right away too. She did not have an all clean shower. She did not have time to.

Because Niamh and Miss Rima went to see a movie up on the busy street. 

Niamh said it a very good movie. 

Because it was all full up with singing and dancing. Ha. That is good.

Today she went to the beautiful library at her nice university. To do lots of reading for her new story. 

Emmet finished a brand new story. So Craig could read it so it would be as beautiful as me. Ha. 

Everybody says I am beautiful. That is true. And very fierce. Sometimes.