Day Two Thousand Four Hundred and Fourteen

We did not watch any detectives last night.

Because Zita had even more on the telephone rascal ladies meetings. Until late.

And Craig had to have a squeaky clean bath. Oh well. Too bad for us. 

We did not have any chips either. Oh well. 

I got in trouble last night. When Niamh came home. I was chewing on my own bed. Oh dear. 

Then everybody told me that was not all right. Oh dear.

Then I was very sad. It not not so nice to be sad.

I told everybody that I was sorry. Oh dear. 

And in a little while they said I was still the very best dog ever. That is good.

I do not like being in trouble. Or sad. 

Zita and I went for a very long good morning to everybody walk today. It is not so cold today. That is good.

Far away Antigonish is full up with snow today. So Mister Saint Francis’s university is closed all up.

Now Emmet can have his own sleep in. Ha.

Zita found the smelly bus today. To go to the rascal ladies office. 

And Niamh went to her nice university early. 

Because she is still writing her every big all about far away laws story. 

I had a little sleep in today. After Zita went way downtown. 

I got up when Craig made his next too much coffee.

Then we made brand new jam soft toasts. 

My far away friends Miss Gracie and Miss Maisie have a brand new little brother. It is Mister Barnaby.

Someday he will be a big brother. But not now. 

Miss Gracie and Miss Maisie are nice Bouvier dogs. Just like me.  

But little Mister Barnaby is an Air dog. Ha. 

He is going to live their very far away house. Where they have all the giant mountains.

Now they will not be so sad that Mister Elliott went all the way to Heaven. That is good. 

He was an Air dog too. Ha.

My friend Emmet is our big brother. Ha. He is a very good big brother. It is known.

Craig and I played catch the ball after our lunchtime. 

There was more too much snow last night. But not very much. 

So we still could play the catch the ball game. Good for us. 

Zita found the smelly bus that knows where our other street is. 

So it will not get lost. That is good. 

We will not have an altogether dinner tonight.

Because Niamh is still writing her very big story. For her favourite class. Oh well. 

And maybe watch the nice detective again.