Because everybody else was busy too. When everybody is busy I am too. It is my job.
Zita and I went for a nice walk. It is not so cold again. Ha.
Then we had our toasts and some too much coffee. We had fat crunchy toasts today.
Craig made the too much coffee. Zita made the crunchy toasts.
Last night we had a special extra lots and lots of toasts night. Right in our den.
When we watched the not very old detective. On the television. It was one of nice Mister Tom's programs.
It was just Craig and Zita and Niamh and I. Altogether. Ha. Toasts. Ha. That was a good night.
Emmet did not have any toasts with us. He was downstairs in the scary basement.
He had to finish writing his not so very long story. For his all about way way old books class.
He was too busy to have the extra toasts. Too bad for him.
Zita had to visit Craig's mother and her doctor. Because of her sore foot. Oh dear.
Then she took Emmet to his nice university before she went to the way too small office.
This morning Niamh was writing her long story for the nice university too.
Then Craig drove her to her after lunchtime job. And then he went to the nice university to find my friend Emmet.
I stayed here to guard the house all by myself.
Today the present man brought me a Merry Christmas secret present.
It is not even Merry Christmas time. Ha. That is silly.
It is a late just for me present.
It is a brand new orange thing.
My old orange thing got all chewed up. Maybe I did it.
My orange thing is my favourite toy. That is good.
I carry it around with me when I make sure all our rooms are all safe at night.
Before I go all fast sleep. Ha. That is my job.
Maybe we will watch the old Queen when she was not so old tonight.
We have popcorn. I saw it. Ha.
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