Day One Thousand Eight Hundred and Thirty Five

It was a get up early day today.

So Zita and I went for our nice walk before everybody was all wide awake. And before the too hot.

It is another way too hot day outside. Again. 

Then Zita went downtown to her new office with a door. 

So she drove Niamh to her work at the centre building too. So she would not be late. 

Craig had his coffees all by himself and me. Oh well.

We did not have toasts today. I do not know why. Too bad for me. 

Then Emmet was all awake too. 

Because he had another meeting with Professor Keogh. For breakfast. 

At nice Mister Kettleman's tasty bagel store. Ha. That is a tasty good breakfast. 

Professor Keogh's little children know my friend Niamh.

Because they go to the centre building all the time. Ha. That is silly. 

They are going back to way far away Ireland very soon. To another university. Not cousin Orlaith's university. Another very old one. 

All the universities in way far away are very very old. Some have ghosts. Ha. That is silly

Craig and I played catch the ball a lot. Before the too hot came. 

Then I had a nice nap. On my own comfy bed. 

We had peanut butter toasts for our lunchtime. Not for breakfast. Ha. That is silly. 

Then Emmet came back. 

Emmet and Professor Keogh and the make beautiful pictures man saw the big room where everybody will see all their very old pictures and the nice stories. 

Even all of Emmet's stories too. 

Then they had pizzas for their lunch. That is good. Emmet likes pizza. But only pizzas with only cheese.

Now Emmet has to find two other pictures. Oh well. 

Niamh took all the little children to a field full of water. To look at the animals. Oh dear. 

They will have all soggy feet. Just like my friends the ducks. 

But they are not ducks. Oh dear. Too bad for them. 

Craig had to drive Emmet to his old university. To get a fat book. It had a special very old picture. 

Emmet found it all by himself. He is a good picture finder. 

When Zita came all the way home we only went for a little nice walk.

Because there is going to be big thunderstorms. The radio said so. Oh dear.

I do not like thunderstorms so I just go downstairs to keep my friend Emmet company. 

Then we are not scared together. 

Maybe we will watch a new detective program tonight. Maybe. 

Not a sad one. They are not so nice. It is known.