Zita and I did not have a nice sleep in today.
Because Zita had way too much to do. Oh dear.
We went for our before breakfast walk all by ourselves.
Then Zita went to her tired and sore store.
Craig and I did not have a sleep in either. I do not know why.
And we did not have any toasts today. I do not know why.
Then Niamh was all awake too. So she could write even more of her big story.
When Zita came home she brought us the special very very little bagels.
From nice Mister Kettleman’s store.
So we had them for our altogether early lunchtime.
With the special for bagels cheese and with my friend Emmet too.
He was right on the dining room table too. Right behind the bagels. Ha.
He is nearly all finished at Mister Saint Francis’s university.
Then he will come back to live our house. But now he has to bring back all his fat very interesting books.
Then he will sleep in his very comfy bedroom. On his own bed. With his own pillows. Ha. That is right.
Until he goes to his next another university.
Maybe in way far away Ireland. Oh dear. That is very far away.
You cannot drive the black go fast car to way far away. Oh dear. Oh dear.
Zita drove Niamh to her beautiful for stretching clothes store.
Then she had to do even more rascal ladies work. On our sleep in Sunday. That is not right.
We had to put a box on the silver little car. So it can start all up.
Craig did not drive it when there was way too much ice everywhere.
So then it forgot how to start. Because it is old too. Like Craig. Too bad for them.
When Zita came back from the tasty groceries store we went for our before dinnertime walk.
But there was even snow in the air. And on me too.
So I still had to get in the bathtub. Because I had a very messy tummy. And feet. Oh well.
And I had to shake myself all nearly dry. Oh well.
Maybe we will watch some nice detectives tonight.
The too scary from France detective is all finished. That is good.
We still have lots of chips. Ha. That is good too.
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