Thursday, 7 December 2017

Day One Thousand Nine Hundred and Sixty Two

I had a nice quiet day today.

Because yesterday was a very busy day day. All day and at nighttime too.

We even had lots of Niamh friends for our tasty dinner. 

Then they all stayed in the dinning room. After dinner. 

Because everybody had their own computers so they could study for their important exams. At their nice university. 

And then they ate all the ice cream. Ha. 

I took Zita for a nice walk this morning. It was wear your very warm coat weather outside. We did not see anyone.

Because my friend Jamie is in way way far away heaven. 

Not here to go for walks with us. Too bad for us. 

When we got home Zita went to see the rascal ladies.

But Craig and I did not have toasts. 

We had two all toasty warm in the oven croissants. Ha. Good for us.

And we looked out my watching window. Together. We did not see anything dangerous. That is good.

Then Craig read Niamh very long brand new story. Ha. Good for him.

When he could not read anymore we played catch the ball. Good for us.

Zita took the new giant make lots of music speakers downstairs. To the scary basement. 

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Because of the ladies party yesterday. They took up all the just for guests spaces. Oh dear. 

Craig told me maybe Mister George will want them in his very big house. 

It is just made all of stones. Like a castle. But it does not have any big towers. Just tractors. Oh well. 

When you have towers you can drop heavy things on top of nasty visitors heads. 

And then they will be just dead. Ha. That is good. Too bad for them. 

Miss Rima came to our house after lunchtime. So Niamh could read her the important story out loud. 

Then they went to their Centre Building job. 

Craig and I had peanut butter and jam from way far away France for our tasty lunch. That is a good sandwich.

Then I had a nap. 

Zita did not have her nice dinner here tonight.

Because went to dinner with Miss Bethany tonight. So there was only Craig here for me to mind. 

And the pretend Emmet. He was on the dining room table again. That is silly.

Craig had to have his squeaky clean bath last night. 

So we did not watch any from way far away detectives. Or have and chips. Oh well. 

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