Sunday, 15 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Nineteen

I had a very busy night. 

Niamh had a very sick tummy. Zita and I had to sleep with her in her very comfy bed. So she would be all cosy warm. Oh dear.

In the morning she was still is not feeling all allright. Oh dear.

Zita and I went for a nice walk this morning. Before our toasts.

Zita made own made muffins. For our lunch. Because it is the quiet Sunday. That is good.

Craig got caught by the nasty cold. When he was all fast asleep.  And he now has the sneezes all the time. Oh dear. Even when he watched the football on the television. Oh dear.

There is too much football on the television. Sometimes Craig does not have enough time to play catch the ball with me. Too bad for me. Oh well.

Niamh had lots of do it at homework today. For her story. For her write very interesting stories teacher.

My friend Emmet had to write a way long story. For professor Jill. All about the broken house war again. Emmet likes to write long stories.

There were two dog in our park. They were fighting. I saw them. From my watching window. That is not right. I was very upset. 

Craig said I should in the dog police. Because I like everything to be all right.

Nice dogs should not fight. Unless someone nasty is trying to hurt your friend. Then you have to be way fierce. And bite them all up. 

Just like the nice French policeman's very brave dog. 

Maybe he is helping all the very fierce soldiers in France catch all the nasty people. That is good. His policeman friend will help too. Craig told me. 

Our friend Lee came to my house. Before our tasty dinner. So Emmet can help her with how to talk old Roman class.

Zita took Niamh to get shot. By the nice nurse. So the nasty flu can not catch her. Last year it caught her all up. Niamh does not like being shot. Oh well. 

Everybody is going to watch a movie tonight. In the den. All of us. That is good.






Saturday, 14 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Eighteen

Zita and I got up early today. She is still all aeroplane tired. Oh well.

We went for a nice long walk in the cold. It is only cold today. There was no windy rain today. That is good. 

We went to the all empty ponds.  All my friends the ducks are gone. On their vacation. 

When we got home we did not take Craig to his old friends breakfast. Oh well. 

He came home. All by himself. He did not get all lost. That is good.

Emmet went to his nice university today. 

To the nice new library. To read lots of way old books. And eat the tasty donuts. All day. That is good.

I had to wake Niamh all up. Right at lunchtime. She had lots of do it at home work to do. 

After lunch Craig and Zita went to find secret presents. They went to the brand new stores on the busy street.  

They were gone all this afternoon. I guarded the house. All by myself. 

Niamh does not guard the house so well. It is my job. I am the best house guarder.

I do not know what craig and Zita got. Because it is secret present time. Ha.

Last night nasty people killed lots and lots of people in France. I do not know why. 

Craig told me the nasty people just do not like anybody who are not just like them. Oh dear. That is not right. 

Craig said the very fierce French soldiers will catch them. They are very fierce. They have very fierce dogs too. I saw them on the television. That is good. 

My family come from France. A long time ago. I do not remember them. Oh well. 

Craig watched his hockey game before dinner. They did not win. Oh well.

Tonight we will watch the old detectives on the television tonight. Maybe.




Friday, 13 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Seventeen

It is a soggy day. Again. I had a nice not busy day. 

I just guarded Craig. He is easy to guard. He just had to read a lot of important pieces of paper. 

For the nice queen. At the dinning room table. With his too many coffees. 

Zita and I went for a long walk. We had our keep you all warm and dry coats on. Ha. Good for us. 

Now only my feet get soggy. And sometimes my tummy. If I jump in way big puddles. Oh well.

I have two fluffy towels. You need towels if you are all soggy. It is known. 

Zita took lots of our papers to all the nice stores on the busy street. Even in the soggy rain. 

Then she took Emmet to his nice university. It is Emmet's stay all day and eat donuts at the university day.  And drink his tea. To keep him cosy warm. 

Niamh is going to a sing happy birthday day party. Tonight. With all her dance a lot friends. 

They are going to a special giant room. And shoot everybody with pretend guns. In the all dark. That is silly. 

People cannot see in the night. I would win. I can see everything in the night. Ha. Too bad for them.

It was way silly on my street last night. Every car in the world was on my other street. I do not know way. 

The people were way angry. Because nobody would stop at the big stop right here signs. 

Zita and I watched them. Out my own watching window. They made lots of too loud noises. 

People are silly. 

Niamh is going to the driving place. Today. For a remember everything all about driving exam. So she can learn how to drive. 

Only a car. Not an aeroplane. Or an elephant. It is known. 

We will watch the old detectives on the television tonight. After our tasty dinner. Ha. Good for us.


Thursday, 12 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Sixteen

Zita and I went to bed way early last night. Because the aeroplane makes you way tired. I guarded her when she was all fast asleep. Good for me. 

The big truck with all our newspapers came today. Early. Just after Zita made the too much coffee. 

We did not have nice toasts today. Just Scotsman scones. Oh well. Too bad for me. 

I do not like all full of raspberries scones. I like the just fat scones. Or tasty croissants. It is known.

I did not bark at the truck. Or all the nice men who bring all our newspapers. Good for me.

It is a way soggy day. All our newspapers have to be all covered up. All over. In my side yard. 

Zita and I went for a walk after our lunch. In the lots of rain. I wore my just for me brand new keep me all nice and dry coat. Ha. That is good.

Emmet went just for a little walk today. Because it is soggy out. 

He did not want to be soggy. Because he did not want to stay in the kitchen until he was all dry. 

I had to stay in the kitchen today. Because of soggy feet. Oh well. 

Emmet got special presents from from his grandfather. In way far away. Rocks from his very big garden. Way way way old rocks. That people made. Ha. 

They were all wrapped up in paper. Just like secret presents. 

Emmet sent pictures to his friend who knows everything about way old rocks. He works in a giant museum. He has lots of way old rocks. 

Niamh is at dance a lot until late tonight. 

Niamh wants to drive cars. All by herself. Just like Miss Julia. Oh dear. 

Emmet does not want to drive. Me either. Cars are too scary. It is known. 

Maybe we will watch the old detectives on the television. Tonight. Because my friend Zita is all home again. That is right. 




Wednesday, 11 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Fifteen

Craig and I got up way early. Because he had to write even more stories for our nice queen. I was a big help. I just had a nice nap.

Then Niamh got up and then Emmet. All way early.

Niamh had another dance a lot practice early today. With Miss Julia and the car that tells lies. Oh well. 

Craig drove my friend Emmet to his nice university. But he did not stay so long today.

Lee and Cara's mother and I went for a way long walk.

I showed her where my friends the ducks live. And where I get the special just for me treats from the secret box. Ha.

It is the sad remember all the brave soldiers day.

They always say the very sad poem about where all the very nice Bouviers dogs come from. That is not so nice. Too bad for us.

Today downtown all the soldiers have a big parade. Even Scotsman soldiers and bagpipes. Oh well.

Lots and lots and lots of people go to say thank you. That is good.

Then the way fast aeroplanes were right on top of my house. They were still too noisy. I did not bark at them today. That is good.

After lunch Craig took Niamh to her other nice doctor.

Then my friend Zita came home. To our house. 

Today is the soon day. Ha. Good for us.

I was way way happy. 

Zita said she missed me. That is true. Me too. Ha. I got lots of hugs. That is good.

We got lots and lots of presents. Lots of tasty treats for Emmet and Niamh. Ha.

I got a special just present. Just for me. From way far away Ireland. 

A beautiful keep you all dry coat. Because it is always soggy in way far away Ireland. Ha. Good for me.

Craig got another book and Scotsman cakes. Oh well. 

Everybody is all in our cosy house. Altogether. That is right. I am a happy dog. It is known.

Tuesday, 10 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Fourteen

I had a nice quiet day.

Everybody was busy today. I guarded the house. It is my job. 

My friend Emmet had to play his brand new on the fast computer game. With his friends. Then he had to write all his Roman words on his remember forever little pieces of paper. 

I cannot help so much with taking old Roman. I just forget the words. Oh well. Too bad for me.

Craig had to go downtown. To the giant office. For a meeting. 

Then he came home and had to write and write all new stories. 

When his head was too full of the writing he played catch the ball with me. That is good. 

He did not forget how to play catch he ball. That is good.

We did not have our toasts until way later. Until after my lunch time. Oh dear. 

That is what happens when you work for our nice Queen. You are way busy. 

We had peanut butter toasts. That is good. 

Emmet went for his walk this afternoon. He got a big bag just made brand new bagels. 

From nice Mister Kettleman's tasty bagel store. For our tasty dinner.

Niamh is at dance a lot until late to night. Our friend Kathy will find her and bring her home. That is good.

Maybe she will have bagels too. When she comes home. With the just special for only bagels cheese. Maybe. Or some more used Chinese food. Ha. 

Craig told me my friend Zita will be home soon. On the do not get lost aeroplane. That is good. 

I do not know when soon is. Too bad for me. Oh well.

Monday, 9 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Thirteen

There was a raccoon on my corner last night. I saw it. I was very fierce. It went away. I do not know where it went. I do not care. Ha. 

We had a whole bunch of little things in bowls dinner. Last night. It was a from Mexico dinner. Mexico is far away too. And always way too hot. 

Miss Julia had the little white car today. The one that does not tell the truth. She and my friend Niamh went to the way early practice for dance a lot. 

Craig drove Emmet to his nice university. For his old Roman class. And professor Jill's broken house war class.

Craig had to go to a meeting. When he got home, On the telephone. Just like Zita.

Zita is still in way far away. That is not right. 

The aeroplane will forget how to get back to our nice house. Maybe she will have to stay in way far away. Oh dear. Oh dear.  

We would go to way far away and find her. Me too. Even on a scary aeroplane. It is known.

We had toasts this morning. We used the tasty bread from France. Craig burnt it in the toasts machine. Oh well. 

My friend Zita does not burn the toasts. It is known.

Emmet is very excited. His brand new play with all his friends on the computer game comes tonight. Way way late. They will play on the way fast computer. In Emmet's comfy bedroom. Tomorrow.

The parcel man came to my house today. With secret presents. They were not for me. I do not know who they were for. It is a secret. Ha. 

We are going to have used Chinese food tonight. Just Craig and Emmet. 

Maybe Craig will drop some all over the floor. Just like last time. Ha. 

Niamh is at dance a lot until late tonight. She will not have any Chinese food. Oh well.

My friend Miss Rowan won a very big just for dancing prize. Now she has to go to way far away Scotland. To dance even more. Not right away. In a while. 

She will have to listen to the noisy bagpipes. Because she will be in Scotland. Where all the bagpipes live. 

They have very funny cows in Scotland. With giant horns. And they are very furry cows. So they cannot hear the bagpipes. Ha. 


Sunday, 8 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Twelve

Craig and I had a little sleep in today. Not too much. Just a little. It is a sleep in Sunday. 

Craig and I were up late last night. We waited up until Niamh was all home. Then we went to bed.

This morning after his too many coffees Craig went up to the busy street. To see all the nice farmers. 

He bought lots of Scotsman's scones all full of raspberries. And the special way tasty fat French bread. And giant cookies.

For his lunch Emmet made giant cheese sandwiches with the special bread. 

I got some. Because I guarded everybody when Craig was out getting our tasty lunch.

Niamh did not wake up until lunchtime. She nearly did not he get any tasty lunch. Ha. Too bad for her. 

Then Niamh and I went for a nice long walk. It is a not very warm day. Yesterday was all nice and warm. Today is not so warm.

Niamh had her keep her ears warm scarf on. 

Niamh has another remember everything exam tomorrow. She went to the too expensive coffee store. To read her books. Ha.

Emmet has lots and lots of old books to read. And write brand new stories. For Professor Jill. 

Craig had some used Chinese food for a little snack. All still cold. That is silly. 

He did not drop anything. Too bad for me. 

Miss Lee came over so Emmet could help her learn her old Roman. Old Roman is hard. I always forget all the words Emmet teaches me. Oh well. 

Niamh is making our dinner tonight. It is her turn. I do not know what we will have. 

I do not get to have a turn. We could have lots of cheese toastys. I like them. Oh wel. 

Miss Lily is having her dinner here too. 

Craig's football team won. That is good. His hockey team lost. Oh well. 

We watched the not so scary Viking program last night. I was on the comfy rug. That is good. 



Saturday, 7 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Eleven

Craig and I did not get up so early today. He was late for his old friends breakfast. Too bad for him.

When Craig got home my friend Emmet went to see a very loud movie. With way dangerous spys. And fast cars. With his friends. 

They did not go to a too many chips restaurant. They went to a movie place that brings you tasty food right to you. In you own chair.

It is the new movie place. Not far away. Beside our treats for polite dogs bank. On the busy street. That is good. 

Niamh and I went for a nice walk. A not so very early walk. Because Niamh had a long sleep in. 

Niamh went to the too expensive coffees store to finish her do it at home work. Ha.

Zita's mother and father are having the whole world and it's wife for a giant dinner party tonight. Zita said so. At her old house. 

That is not true. It is only Zita's family. Not the whole world. That is silly.

All the cousins will be there. 

Emmet's friend Miss Rachel will be there for the tasty dinner. So she does not starve to death at her how to be a doctor university.

Cousin Orlaith will be there too. All the way from her right beside the giant ocean university. That is good.

Maybe they will have cheese. Zita talked to us on the telephone. To tell us all about the party. 

She did not say anything all about cheese. Maybe they do not have cheeses in way far away Ireland. Oh dear. 

Maybe she will find other treats for me. In way far away. 

Zita should come home. I have not had any green beans. In a way long time. Only some frozen peas. 

Craig only knows how to cook toasts and frozen peas. Too bad for me. Zita should come home or maybe I will starve. Oh dear.

We are going to have tasty food from the bring it to your house Chinese restaurant. 

One time the Chinese food fell on the floor. I had lots of tasty Chinese food. Because of Mister Saint Newton. Ha. Good for us. 


Friday, 6 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Ten

I was a very busy guarding dog today. Ha. 

I get treats when I guard the house. All by myself.

Craig drove Emmet to his nice university. 

Today is Emmet's all day at the university day. It is the day he eats tasty donuts for his lunch. 

Then Craig had to go to an important meeting. For our nice Queen. Downtown. In the giant building. 

Then he came home. So we could play catch the ball. That is good. I am a very good catcher. Craig told me. Ha.

We did not have our lunch until way late. 

We had a fat peanut butter toast sandwich. 

We had toasts because the bread was not so soft. The toasting machine makes the bread all brand new. Ha. That is good.

I got treats this morning. Because I did not bark at the awful squirrels. In my beautiful trees. Good for me. 

Craig went and got my friend Emmet. From the university. Before our tasty dinner. We had own made pizza for our dinner. I got some toasty bits. Ha.

Niamh went out with her dance a lot friends. To watch old movies. She did not have tasty pizzas with us. Too bad for her. 

We did not watch the old churchman last night. On the television. Emmet had to play his game. With all his friends from all over. 

Craig and I watched the hockey game. His team won. Ha.

Niamh came home not so late. She was way tired. From dance a lot. We all went to bed early. In our comfy beds. 







Thursday, 5 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Nine

I had a nice quiet day. We are not so busy today. That is good.

Craig and I had a little sleep in. Because Niamh did not have to get up so early today. That is good.

Doctor Susan and I went for a nice walk this morning. To see the ducks. 

I found tasty treats in the special just for nice dogs box at the nice lady's house. She allways leaves treats for me. Because I scare away all the awful squirrels. Good for me. 

Then Craig and Emmet went out. So I guarded the house. Ha. I got peanut butter treats. 

I look out my watching window. All the time. But my friend Zita is still in way far away. Oh dear. Too bad for me.

Sometimes I forget she is not here. Then I look for her. But she is all gone to way far away. Oh dear.

It is a nice warm day out side. We played catch the ball a lot today. That is good.

Craig is painting one of the way old music machines. Just the top. All black. I can not go outside when he is painting. I am not a big help. With painting. Oh well.

Niamh is at the dance a lot place tonight. Until late. 

I will have my dinner with Craig and Emmet. That is nice. 

Awful squirrels are building a house in one of my trees. I can see them. They are not good hiders. I hate squirrels. It is known. 

The nicecpresent man brought us new programs. For the television. All about the old churchman in long long ago way far way England. 

Maybe we will watch them tonight. They are not so scary. The old churchman does not have any Vikings in his stories. Or scary dragons. That is good. 


Wednesday, 4 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Eight

We got up early again today.

Miss Julia came in the other big car and took Niamh to their dance a lot school. For their very early practice dance a lot. That is good. 

Then Craig took Emmet to his old talk like an Roman class at his nice university. I guarded the house. All by myself. 

Because Zita is still in way far away Ireland. 

I do not know when she is coming back to our comfy house. Craig told me. But I do not understand the long times. Oh well. Too bad for me.

I am still in charge. Zita told me I was in charge of everybody. Until she is all home again. 

But Craig is not a good listener. 

Last night I went into every room to make sure everything was all ok. I went down the scary basement to make sure my friend Emmet was ok. 

Still Craig would not go to bed. Even after he saw that I made sure everything was all right. 

I had to wait for him to go to bed. He does not listen so well. It is known. Too bad for me. 

My friend Emmet had a very big number. For his remember everything about how talk old Roman exam. That is good. 

I would not be such a good old Roman dog. I do not remember the old Roman words so well. Oh well. 

I am still the best guarding dog in the whole world. Craig told me. It is true. 

But sometimes I fall asleep on my comfy duvet. Instead of looking out my watching window. Oh well.

Our nice new lady rascal is going to make everything not so way too hot. That is good. You can not play catch the ball in the way too hot. It is known.

Last night Craig and Emmet watched another very scary Viking program. On the television. I did not watch it. Because of the too scary parts. Oh well. 

Craig's friend Mister Thomas found it for them. That is nice. 

Because it is a way nice day today Craig and Emmet and Niamh are going to the too many chips and fat hamburger store. On the busy street. For their tasty dinner.

I will guard the house. All by myself. But I am a good guarder. Craig said so. 

Maybe he will go to bed at the right time tonight. Maybe.

Tuesday, 3 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Seven

It was a not so busy day.

Niamh got up way early to go to dance a lot. On the smelly bus.

Craig and I got up early too. Because of the squirrels. Oh well.

We did not have toasts today. Just too much coffee. Oh well.

Lee and Cara's mother came to my house. We went for a nice long walk. All the way to the busy street. That is good.

I am still a sad dog. People should just all stay in their own comfy house. With their own nice dog. To guard them. I do not like the not all full bed. It is known. 

Craig has to go to an important meeting today. He is going to work for our nice Queen again. 

Way downtown. In a giant building. Oh well. And there is a nice place for the silver little car in the basement. 

He was there for a long time. 

Emmet came upstairs. To keep me company. Then Emmet and I learned our old Roman. I do not remember old Roman so well. 

Roman dogs were very smart. To remember all the old Roman words. Too bad for me. 

I can only understand my family's language. Sometimes I forget the words. Like slow walking. Or no barking. Oh well. 

My friend Zita called us. This morning. Before our breakfast. On the telephone. Her aeroplane did not get lost. That is good. 

Her father and her mother found her at the aeroport in way far away Dublin. They did not get lost either. That is good. 

Cousin Ciara and cousin Emma and cousin Lucy are going to visit Zita tonight. That is nice. They will have lots and lots of Irish tea. 

That is what you do in way far away Ireland. Drink Irish tea and be all soggy. It is known. 

Craig and Emmet are going to have lots of cheese and own made bread for their dinner tonight. Maybe I will get cheese treats.

I had cheesey treats on my breakfast this morning. Because I was a sad dog. Oh well. 

Monday, 2 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Six

I had to get up way way early this morning. 

So Zita and I could go for a nice walk. Before she had to go on the aeroplane to way far away.

Craig drove Emmet to his nice university. Then he drove Zita to the not so far away aeroport. 

So she could find the aeroplane that was going to way far away Ireland. 

They were all in the silver little car. Ha. Too many people in the little car. It is known. 

Not all aeroplanes go where you want them to go. Lots go to other places. 

You have to be careful. Or you will get the wrong one and you will be all lost. And not know where everybody is. Oh dear. 

I do not go on aeroplanes. That is good. 

Way far way is very far away. Zita's aeroplane will not get to there until tomorrow. That is too many too far aways.

She will have to go fast sleep on the aeroplane. Her feet will not be all comfy warm if I am not there. Oh dear. That is not right. 

When Craig came home we played catch the ball. And I got peanut butter treats.

Then Craig went right back to the university to get Emmet. He was at Professor Jill's way interesting broken house war class. 

I do not see my friend Jamie so much when Zita is in way far away. Too bad for me. 

Craig is allways way busy when Zita is in way far away. 

He is making dinner tonight. He has to read the big pieces of paper Zita wrote. So he will not burn all the food all up. 

Niamh is teaching tonight at the dance a lot place. Until late. Doctor Susan is going to get her all safe and sound. That is good. 

Who will watch the television tonight with Craig and Emmet. Oh dear. I do not like it when things are not all the same. It is not all right. It is known.




Sunday, 1 November 2015

Day One Thousand Two Hundred and Five

Last night I was very busy. 

Kabillions of people in scary costumes came to my house last night. 

We had big fierce pumpkins on our front steps. With real fire in them. To scare the squirrels all away. Ha.

When the people came to my door I guarded everything. Ha. 

Zita gave everybody free candy. I guarded her from the scary people.

They were not so scary. Most of the people were all little. Even way little babies. With funny hats. I am way bigger. 

Even some of my friend Niamh's little dancers came to my house. 

They knew I was Miss Poppy. Niamh came and talked to them. They were not so scary. The were little toe dancers.

I am famous. Zita told me. It is true. Ha.

I was the best trick and treat dog in the world. Zita told me. Ha. 

Zita was cooking all day. So Craig and Emmet and Niamh will not stave to death. Or just eat Mister Tony's tasty pizzas. All the time. 

I do not like the shiney red going away box. Somebody allways goes way far away when it sits in the big bedroom. Oh dear. It is known. 

I do not like it when Zita goes all way to way far away. The big bed is not so full. That is not right. 

Zita wrote and wrote and wrote a big list. So everybody would not forget to get wide awake in the morning. And remember when to go on our nice walks. That is good. 

I will take care of Craig and Emmet and Niamh all by myself. I am a good taking care of everybody dog. It is known. 

But I do not like it so much. Without my friend Zita to help. And tell me I am the best dog in the world. Oh well.  

Maybe we will watch the old detectives tonight. All together. In the den. After our tasty dinnertime. 

Before it is the go to way far away day. Oh dear. I will be a sad dog. It is known.