It was past our own bedtimes. They were very tired.
Because they did not go to sleep at Tara’s house. They just talked instead. That was silly. Too bad for them.
Zita drove the silver little car to her office today.
Because her black go fast car is at Mister Mike’s fix your car store. So they can put on the go fast in the summer tires. Ha.
We had a soggy dog walk this morning.
The rain is only a here and there rain. Not an all the time rain. But sometimes fat windy rain too. Oh well.
Then I had a very big sleep in.
Until lunchtime. On the big comfy bed in the big bedroom. Ha. Good for me.
Then Niamh went to Mister Starbucks store to write about Rascals.
When Emmet was all awake he had his spic and span shower and then went to his old nice university.
Even in the windy rain.
So he could take some interesting books back to the beautiful library.
And then write some more of his big interesting story for the Mister Saint Francis’s university.
He wore is do not get wet at all jacket from way far away Norway. Maybe he is a Viking now. Maybe.
Craig did not write anything today. He just read stories for our nice Queen instead.
Craig and I had two croissants for lunch.
All toasty warm croissants with the special tasty jam from France. And butter too.
Because croissants are from France too. Ha. And the Bouvier dogs like me. Ha.
That is a good lunch.
Zita had to go and get my friend Emmet. There way too much rain caught him. And all the interesting books got a bit soggy too.
So he put them standing straight up on fluffy towels. On the dining room table. So they will get all dry again. Oh dear. That is not right.
I got treats last night. From Craig and Zita and Emmet.
Then I had a too many treat sick tummy. So I could not have any more treats. Too bad for me.
We will have an altogether dinner tonight. That is good.
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