Day Six Hundred and Thirty Six

My friend Emmet had to go back to the nasty food hospital today. Zita took him. I was sad. I sat at my watching window for a long time. To see if he came back. He did not. 

They are going to make new holes in him tomorrow. Oh dear. Oh dear. Craig told me they are going to fill them up when they are finished. That is good. No scary tubes. That is good.

Uncle Bill visited him at the hospital. That is nice. Uncle Bill is always funny. He can not catch the turkeys. Ha. Too bad for him.

He said it is time to get his noisy motorcycle out of his garage. The garage belongs to Aunties Louise's little yellow car. Ha.

Craig is going to the hospital later to tuck Emet into his bed to night. It is not a cosy bed. Not enough room for me. 

I cannot visit hospitals. They are too big and scary for dogs. 

His bed goes up and down. With special buttons. I like his big comfy bed. It is known.

Niamh is dancing in the living room. By herself. Not with me. I am just watching.  Craig and Niamh had make it your own self pizza. 

Zita will come home and we will go for our nice walk. I always have my walk before my dinner. Tonight I had to eat my dinner first.  I did not eat it for a while. Oh well. Then I ate it. Craig gave me a carrot treat too. That is good. 

Day Six Hundred and Thirty Five

Everybody is back in our house. That is right. 

Zita had to get up in the night. When I was asleep. To give Emmet his medicine. I got up too. I was a big help. Craig was asleep.  He was not a big help. Like me. Zita said I was a very good nurse. Ha.

Zita and I had a sleep until late this morning. After I had my breakfast I went back to sleep in the very big bed. To keep Zita company. It is not nice to have to sleep all by yourself in a big bed.

I did not sleep with Emmet. He was very tired. I did not want to step on the big scary tube by mistake.

Zita has to wash Emmet's hair. Just like me. Ha. 

I had three pieces of toasts this morning. That is good. I helped Craig chop the ice in my side yard with the big ice chopper. 

There is no snow on my corner. There is still snow on my patio. Oh well. I found lots of balls in the nearly all gone snow. That is good. Green and blue balls. No new Red Balls. Oh well.

I went for a car ride this afternoon. But I had to come home. Too much barking. Zita said I need to practice no barking car rides. It is hard. There are very dangerous things outside the car. It is known.

The very big and noisy clean the street machines. They would sweep us all up and we would be gone. 

There would be no more us in my house. Oh dear. Too bad for us. That is why I have to bark at them. To scare them away. It is hard being a dog in my house. 

Emmet's professor brought him a get all better card. To my house. She knows all the famous stories about the not way too long ago war. And airplanes. That is nice. 

Tonight is Craig and Emmet's scary television program night. With nasty people and dragons. And swords. And all frozen people. I do not watch it. Only Craig and Emmet. Too scary. Too bad for them. It is known.

Day Six Hundred and Thirty Four

Emmet is still away. At the nasty food hospital. I do not like this. At all. 

Zita goes off very early to the nasty food hospital. To talk to the doctors. And to take Emmet some nice food to eat.

Craig and I played Throw the Red ball. Before I had my breakfast. Ha.

Niamh has gone to learn how to keep sick people alive. All day. And tomorrow. That is good. 

Everybody visited today. Kathy and Uncle Bill and Susan. To make Emmet's comfy bedroom all spic and span. With nice new clean pillow cases. And no ice tea bottles on the floor. Ha. 

Zita called us after lunch. Emmet is coming home from the nasty food hospital. For two days. He will have his own bed back. And his own comfy pillows. He has to go back for his big operation. But not right away. That is good. 

He cannot play steal the Blue Bone with me. He has a big tube in a hole in his insides. It is connected to a machine. I do not know why. Oh dear. Oh dear 

I will sleep on his big comfy bed. To keep him all safe. And warm. I will not look at the scary tube. It is known. 

Craig and I had croissants for lunch. That is good. 

Emmet came home. I did not jump up on him. That is good. I am very happy. It is known. 

Day Six Hundred and Thirty Three

I do not like changes. 

Emmet is still not in his cosy room. He is still at the nasty food hospital. Not here in his own house. With me to guard him. Oh dear. Last night Zita told me he was sick. I looked all over the house for him. He was not there. I forgot he was at the nasty food hospital. Oh dear. 

Zita took him his dinner. Emmet does not like the hospital food. That is why it is the nasty food hospital. Emmet says all the people are very kind. But not the food. Oh well.

Uncle Bill went to visit Emmet last night. That was nice. They laughed a lot Emmet said. That is good. 

The nice doctor told Emmet that they can not to give him his operation for a while. I do not know why. Oh dear. 

I had an operation. I did not like it. Emmet is very brave. Even when I am not there to help him be brave. I am always braver when my family is with me. It is known. 

Craig and Zita will stay with Emmet when he has his operation. That his good. 

When he wakes up they will be there. Zita was there when I woke up from my operation. That was good. I was not scared. I just wanted to go home to my comfy bed and my soft pillows. Emmet has lots of pillows. And a big comfy bed. That is good. He will be glad to be home. 

When Zita got home this morning we went for a nice walk. Then we had a nap. That is good.

Zita is making Irish chicken for Emmet's dinner. He will like that. Emmet loves Irish chicken.

When Craig got home we played throw the Red Ball. Craig likes playing throw the Red Ball with me. 

I miss Emmet. Craig does not play take my Blue Bone very well. 

Day Six Hundred and Thirty Two - In the After Dinner Time.

Emmet has to stay in the nasty food hospital. For days and days. Oh dear. That is not right.

Zita made him cheese sandwiches for his dinner. She took them to him.

The doctors say they are going to have to make bigger holes in poor Emmet. 

He is sad. Me too. There is nobody downstairs for me to guard. Emmet is not here to chase me and steal my Blue Bone. Oh dear.

Craig came home to make me my dinner. And Niamh's too. Zita is going to sleep in her own bed tonight. That is good. 

When Zita is not here I have to sleep up at the top of the bed. Beside Craig. I get too hot. Oh well

We played throw the Red Ball. That is good. We always play throw the Red Ball. 

All the nice people came to get our newspapers. I was very good. I did not bark. They all asked about Emmet. They are going to get candles with his name. I do not know why. I think he would rather have a nice book about the way old times.  Or a book about brave dogs. It is known.

Day Six Hundred and Thirty Two - In The Morning

Oh dear. Everything is upset.

Zita had to take poor Emmet to the hospital. Late at night. After I went to bed. He needs to be glued back together again. Oh dear.

Craig told me they had to make a hole in Emmet's side. And put a hose inside him.  Oh dear. Oh dear. 

Zita had to stay at the hospital with the nasty food all night. So the doctors would do it right. I stayed at my house to guard everybody. I do not like being in charge when some one is sick. I do not have enough time to worry when I am in charge.

I slept beside Craig on the big bed all night. So he would not be scared. 

Craig took Niamh to her dance a lot school. Niamh is worried. Me too. Craig said he would go to the hospital. With strawberries and a peanut butter sandwich. So Emmet would not starve.

I do not like it when everything is all different. It makes me a bit scared. So I just get on my comfy bed. In the kitchen. So I can be there when I can help. No toasts today.

Zita came back to our house for a nice nap.  Before our lunch. I helped her have a nice safe nap. I do not worry so much when Zita is here. That is good. 

Day Six a Hundred and Thirty One

Zita is all finished her university work. She finished all her stories. I was a big help. Zita told me.  

Today is our way early day. Not for Emmet. All his classes are over. Until the summer. He is taking more classes all about how all those long time ago people lived. And all their nice dogs. It is known.

We had two toasts today. Ha. 

We have to make the house all squeaky clean. Because the way too long winter is over. Ha. We cleaned the bathroom after lunch. I helped.  

Last night Niamh wrote a poem for her school. It was beautiful. I did not understand it. Niamh said that was ok. I was a big help because I just listened nice and quiet. Ha.

Emmet went to a special day at his university. A lot of new stories all about the long ago people. With all the other people who really like to know all about the way old times. Like Emmet. He had a good time. That is good.

Craig's Frenchman detective now has a dog helping him. That is good. It must be a good book. 

Craig's hockey team did not win this year. Oh well. That is good. He will not have to stay up late at night to watch his team loose. Oh well. 

It is nearly time to catch the turkeys again. Maybe Uncle Bill will get one this year. The turkeys are way tricky Uncle Bill says. Ha.

Day Six Hundred and Thirty

It is a very rainy day. 

We do not play catch the Red Ball so much when there is a rainy day. Craig is afraid of the rain. Oh well. 

Emmet and Zita are nearly all finished with the universities this time. Emmet has remember everything exams way too soon. Oh dear.

Niamh too. She is going to come home early so she can study for her remember everything exams. She comes home so I can help her study. I am a big help for studying. It is known. 

Not Craig. He is too old for remember everything exams. He rembers my dinner time. And my treat times. And where I left my Blue Bone.  That is good. He is not way too old yet.

Zita and I play Blue Bone every night. Before bed time. Emmet too at dinner time. That is good.

The snow is all melting in the lots of rain. That is good. The pond will soon be full of water. And my friends the ducks will be back.

Uncle Bill came over this afternoon. For his Irish tea. That is good. He said I was skinny. That is not nice. I am not skinny. I am just not way too fury. Oh well. 

The very red birds are making their home in my hedge again this year. That is good. They are a bit noisy. Oh well. 

Day Six Hundred and Twenty Nine

I had to guard the house a lot today. By myself.

Everyone had to out. Zita had to go to see if nasty people were telling the truth.

Craig drove everybody to school. And home.

Niamh had to make a very big speech today. Niamh does not like making speeches. They are scary. 

Craig makes good speeches. He likes to talk. I do not listen. He is too confusing. It is better when he reads the books about nice policemen with nice dogs to me. And croissants. Ha.  

Niamh is going to dinner with the dance a lot teachers. To a not too many chips restraurent. A little pieces of food all covered by leafs restraurent. And rice. A no nice croissants restraurent. Oh well. I just like my cheese and my green bean treats. It is known. 

It was not cold today. Craig left the door open so I could come in and out with my Red Ball. That is good.

Craig and Emmet watched their scary television program last night. With the very fierce dragons and young ladies with pointy swords. I did not watch. I helped Niamh with her school work. It is not scary at all. 

This afternoon I helped Zita finish her very big story for Mr. Saint Paul. That is good. 

Day Six Hundred and Twenty Eight

We had Chinese food last night. Ha. It is Saint Newton's favourite dinner. Mine too. Lots of little things to fall down on the floor. Ha.

We had a long long walk in the beautiful sunshine this morning. Around the park. Twice. 

Then I had to help everybody with their lots of school work. It was a very busy morning. I had toasts too. 

We had pancakes and bacon too. For our lunch. Nothing fell. Too bad for me.  

Tomorrow Zita is going to listen to why nasty people should go to the jail. They sent a nice letter asking her to go and see if she could help to see who is telling the truth. Ha. They are in trouble. Zita always knows. Zita is going to be away all day. I will be in charge. Ha.

When Niamh gets home from her dancing Zita is making Irish chicken. That means green beans. We always have green beans with Irish chicken. Lots of green bean treats for me. That is good. 

In the hot summer we will have our own grown green beans. It is my job to keep the nasty squirrels and bunny rabbits away. From my side garden. Or they will eat all of them. None for me then. Oh dear. 

Emmet and Craig's way scary television program starts again tonight. It is all about knights and wolves and vey big dragons where all the nice people get killed. That does not sound like a nice show to me. 

Zita and I do not watch it. She says it has too many nasty people for nice polite ladies like us. Ha. Too bad for them. 

Day Six Hundred and Twenty Seven

It is a nice quiet day. A flappy ear windy day. We had a nice long walk before we had our toasts.

Then we had to get Niamh awake. So she would not be late for her all day long dance day.

She was very sleepy. Ha.

There was a nasty squirrel in my yard this morning. When all the snow goes away there are nasty squirrels. Oh dear. 

If I do not bark at the nasty squirrels I get a cheese treat. I do not get so many. Too bad for me. 

Maggie can not help. Her leg is way too sore. She can not run so fast. To scare the squirrels away. Oh dear. 

We had pizza from Mr. Tony's pizza store last night. That is good. They did not forget about Mr. Tony. Like they forgot about the way old Gods. Except for Emmet and me. 

Emmet tells me all about them. From way way long long ago. And about magic trees. And scary things. Ha. It is what you learn about in his university.

I helped Zita write her very long story for Mr. Saint Paul. On my new stripy duvet. 

Craig is still a Frenchman detective. No croissants today. Just coffees. Too bad for me. Oh well.

Emmet and his friends Sava and Chris are going out for dinner and a loud movie. More too many chips. At the Hintonburger. Ha.

Emmet and Niamh have lots and lots of writing to do. Oh dear. I can not help everybody with their very important stories. Not at the same times. They will have to take turns.,

Craig's hockey team lost again. He does not mind. Me either. I do not play hockey. I play catch the Red Ball. I always win. Ha. 

Day Six Hundred and Twenty Six

I am not fury today. I went to the make me beautiful store yesterday.  Emmet said it will be in hot summer before I am way fury again. Oh dear. I get a bit cold when I am not so fury. Oh well.

Jamie is still fury.  Zorro is still fury.  Casey is way fury.  Just me.  Oh dear.

Poor Niamh has a sore mouth. From the dentist. She can still dance. That is good.

Zita made me a new comfy bed. It is stripy. Like my new duvet. I chewed holes in my old bed. I do not know why. Oh dear. 

Craig's hockey team lost again. He should find nice teams who do not lose so much.

Craig is a French policeman again. Not the one with the nice new dog. Another one. Oh well. He lives in Paris. This policeman likes croissants too. Like Emmet. And me. 

Uncle Bill used to be a policeman. A detective policeman. He did not have a dog. Just a police car. With dents. Ha. 

He used to have a huge fury coat for his motorcycle. A buffalo gave it to him. I never saw it. Craig saw it. It was way way long ago. When they were young. Like me and Emmet and Niamh.

Zita is still writing her very big story for Mr. Saint Paul. It is nearly done. That is good.  

Zita said universities are all most all finished. It is time for the remember everything exams. And lots of Irish tea. 

Day Six Hundred and Twenty Five

I had worry-full day.

I went to the make me beautiful store this morning.  I do not like going to the make me beautiful store very much. I just like coming home. My family is not there. Who is taking care of them when I am away? My house was all by itself. It will be scared without me there to guard it. Oh dear.

When I got home everybody said I was very beautiful. That is true. I am. Craig says he likes to see my beautiful eyes again. That is nice. And my waggly tail. 

I am not way so fury anymore. I do not look like me. Emmet is furrier than I am.  When I go for my walks everyone will think Zita has a new dog. Oh dear. Oh dear.

They will think I got lost. The nasty dogs will think I am gone. They will think it is another dog guarding my house. A not so fierce dog. They will try to come to my corner. Or get in my side yard and steal my Red Ball. Oh dear. I will have to stay in my watching window to keep them away. 

Emmet said I should not worry so much. I will be way fury soon. I will worry anyway. It is known.

Someone said Niamh did not have a nice laugh. They are wrong. And not very nice. Niamh has the best laugh. She laughs at Craig and me all the time. I bet they cannot toe dance. Too bad for them. 

I went down the scary stairs to help Zita to wash my comfy bed. It was a bit smelly everyone said. I do not think it was smelly. Oh well. 

Niamh is teaching tonight. Zita has an important meeting tonight. Only Craig and Emmet and me for dinner. Ha. Peanut butter.  

Day Six Hundred and Twenty Four

This is the way too early in the morning day. Everyone has to leave early. I guard the house. 

Craig forgot to give me my peanut butter treat. He just left in on the counter.  He is old. He forgets things like that. Oh dear. He forgets my dinner time too. Oh well. 

When Zita got home she found it for me. She is not old. Just Craig. And Paul. And Uncle Bill. Ha. 

I had a long walk this morning. Only a bit of a soggy dog this morning. That is good.

Niamh had to go to the dentist. Craig drove her. This is the right day. Ha. 

Craig had to put all the pices of paper from the big wood box into piles. I do not know why. He does it every year. They are not interesting books. Just lots of pieces of paper. Oh well. 

Zita has a lot of stories to write. She needed my help. So I stayed on my comfy duvet to be a big help.

Emmet has lots to write too. All about old old kings with too many roses. And way old Gods. And wars with very nasty people who did not like anybody but themselves. The war that Craig's daddy's very big airplane was in. We have pictures of it. It was all black. Like me. 

Emmet has a bunch of remember everything exams very soon. Oh dear. I do not like exams. 

Zita does not have any remember everything exams this year. Just lots of long long stories and speeches to lots of people. All about how to think. 

Day Six Hundred and Twenty Three

I got cheese on my little breakfast today. When Craig was still in bed. Ha.

I always have a little breakfast before we go on our morning walks. So I will not have a grumbly tummy. And wake everyone up. 

I got the special cheese from the make the cheese very small cheese machine. Ha.

Craig and Paul went to the breakfast for not very much money store. They took the extra pieces of Niamh's new bed back to the store. They bought new pillows. Not for me. For gramma. Oh well.

Niamh came home early from school because she thought she was going to visit the dentist today. It is not today. It is tomorrow. Silly Niamh. 

Dogs never get confused about tomorrow. We only know about today. Tomorrow will soon be today. It is easier that way. People make things too confusing. That is why they always forget things. It is known.

Zita is writing again. For Mr. Saint Paul. A very big long story. She does not have to say it out loud. Just write it. I am helping. When Zita can not think anymore we go out and throw the Red Ball. I am a big help.

Niamh is going to dance tonight. At her other dance a lot place. Not her dance a lot school. That is good. Niamh loves to dance. Even without me. Emmet only likes to dance with me. That is nice.