Day One Thousand Eight Hundred and Thirty Five

It is sleep in Sunday. All day. But we only had a little sleep in today.

Zita and I went for our nice walk right away. Before she was even a little bit awake. Ha.

We saw Professor Jill and my friend Jamie. Ha. That is good.

When we were home we had our toasts in the side yard. That is good. 

We played catch the ball too.

Then Zita went to the tasty treats store. For treats.

Because we are having a watch a kabillion pictures from way far away Japan party tonight. 

Mister Lyndon and Miss Bruna and Cara and Lee are coming to my house. After our delicious dinner. 

To bring us all the pictures and to help us eat all the lots of tasty treats. 

Zita brought up the other television from the other bedroom. In the basement. 

So we can see the pictures. Altogether in the living room. 

Maybe we will have special tasty cheese treats. Maybe. Ha. That is a good party.

We did not have an sit altogether at the dining room table lunch today.

Because Craig and Zita and Emmet had to go the not so much money for lunch store. 

I stayed here to mind Niamh and Lee. It is my job. They are my friends. It is known.

Craig and Zita had to go and buy everything. 

So Emmet can have his very own very little apartment. At his next university. 

Even plates and cups. And a little bit big just for pasta pot. And knives and forks too. Just for himself. Oh dear. 

So he can even have guests. In the very little apartment

When they came home Zita and I went for another nice walk. With Professor Jill. 

But not my friend Jamie. It was the other not very big dog. Oh well. Too bad for me.

Last night we watched the lady policewoman until it was all over.

Then Craig had to have a squeaky clean shower. Ha. 

Now he is not smelly at all. Oh well. Too bad for him. 

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