Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety

I had another busy day.

Zita had to go to make sure the car was not too smoky and smelly. Or you can not drive it. 

The men said the gold big car was even fine. They gave her the nice car papers. That is good.

This morning we had to start to put everything back to where everything should be. But everything could not be even a bit dusty. Not even me. Ha. 

All our nice pictures are not on the walls. I do not know why. 

Zita is going to bring even more pictures upstairs. From the basement. I do not know why. Oh well. 

Craig had to make big piles of what goes where. Because it is going to be the giant sell all our because we don't want it anymore stuff day. In a little while. 

That is a very good day. It happen every summer. That is good. 

I get to stay outside to guard all our stuff. Even the new stuff Craig and Zita and Niamh bring home. 

Emmet does not go out. Because all the stuff is not way way way old. Or from way far away. Oh well. 

We only played catch the ball a little bit today. We were very busy. 

Zita and I went for a long walk this morning. We saw my friends the ducks. Just siting in the water. All asleep. I did not bark at them. 

It was just a nice all full of sunshine day. Then is was not. Oh well. 

Emmet had brand new all about way old Canada stories today. At his nice university. 

Zita drove him home. Then she had to go right downtown to the way too small office. 

She has to go out with the rascal ladies tonight to a nice restaurant for a tasty dinner. 

Craig and Emmet and Niamh will have to make dinner my themselves. Ha. 

Mister Nick came to our house this afternoon. By just himself. No mister nice helpers today. 

To finish everything all up. And take all the messy paint cans away. That is good. 

When he came to my house I just went in the bedroom for a nice nap. 

And Craig gave him some real money. So Mister Nick can have tasty dinners too. That is good. 

Craig and I watched the hockey game tonight in the still all full f too much stuff den.

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty Nine

Mister Nick and Mister Helper Alex came to put more new paint on the walls. Again. Oh dear.

Zita told me Mister Nick is nearly all finished. That is good. I do not like staying in the bedroom. For a long time.

Zita and I went for a nice long walk. To see the all full up ponds. And professor Jill and my friend Jamie. That was nice. 

It was a very sunny day today. But it was not so even a bit warm. Jamie likes it just like this. 

She is a very furry dog. From way way up north. Where Mister Saint Santa lives. 

Jamie does not know Mister Saint Santa. Me either. Oh well. 

We still get secret presents. That is good. 

When we came home we had to stay in the big bedroom. Because of all the brand new paint. Again. Oh well.

Emmet goes to his nice university again tonight. For a long time. Until late. Oh dear. 

Craig or Zita will drive him. So he does not get all lost. Emmet's nice university is very big. It has lots and lots of way big buildings.

Zita said we will have our tasty dinner early. So Emmet will not starve into a stick.

Craig drove Niamh to her dance a lot school this morning. Because Zita and I were very busy. 

We had to Talk to Mister Nick all about where to put the brand new paint.

Last night Craig and Zita and I watched the old churchman catch the nasty people. With his friends. 

We watched it in the den. The den was still full of too much. Because of the brand new paint. Oh dear. 

Craig and I stayed in the living room in the afternoon. So we could look out my watching window. 

We even had our lunch tasty croissants in the living room. That is silly. 

Then I had a long nap. 

Zita had to go to another rascal ladies meeting. They have lots of meetings. All the time. Oh well. 

I do not go to so many meetings. Nobody asks me to go. Ha. That is good. 

Who would guard everybody if I had to go to meetings too. Ha. When would I have my nice comfy naps. Ha. Good for me. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty Eight

I had a quiet day. 

Mister Nick and the helper men came back to my house this morning. 

To put more brand new paint in the kitchen and the bathroom. And even more paint on the wall in our hall. 

Zita had to drive Niamh to dance a lot and get a brand new picture for driving her car. 

I stayed in the den. To keep Craig company. And so I would not get just stuck on the brand new paint. 

We watched the wolves and dragons program. In the den. 

It was not way too scary. Just the dragons were scary. So I had a nice long nap. Ha. Good for me. 

Then Zita came home. She had to visit Doctor Susan. To make her a tasty lunch. Because she has to stay in her bed. But not all the time. Just a lot. Oh dear.

Zita and I went on a nice long walk. It was not so nice today. It was a windy cold day. We had a nice walk anyway.

I could not walk all around our downstairs. Because of the brand new paint. And Mister Nick's helpers are very busy. 

Craig said I could not help. Oh dear. Too bad for me.

Then we went in the big bedroom. I had a nice nap. Craig made Zita's big computer go faster. And he watched a not so scary movie on his flat computer. 

Mister Helper Alex painted our bathroom too. All new paint everywhere. But the dining room is all filled up. With all the kitchen. Oh dear.

Zita had to drive Lilly to another meeting. Because of Doctor Susan is too sore. She can not drive her cars. Too bad for her.

My pond is all full of water. That is because it will be summertime soon. 

Then we will have our toasts outside. On our patio. In our beautiful garden. With all our flowers. Ha. Good for us.

My friends the ducks will be very happy. They live in the pond. Only in the summer. That is good. 

We always see them on our walks. I do not chase them anymore. That is good. 

Niamh and Cara and Lee and I went on my nice walk this afternoon. That is good. 

Craig forgot it was my dinner time. I had to remind him a lot. For a long time. 

Then he just remembered. I got extra cheesy treats on my dinner. To make sure I did not starve into just a stick. Ha. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty Seven

We had a nice sleep in today. Because it is sleep in Sunday. Ha. Good for us.

We had toasts before we went for our nice walk. Before the little bit of rain. 

Zita say we need more lots of rain for our beautiful flowers. Or they will not be so beautiful. Oh well. 

I do not like being a soggy dog so much.

Craig put all the black music machines back together. He had to put them all away because of Mister Nick and all the brand new paint. 

It took him a long time. Too many wires. I saw them. 

Craig's friend from when he was not so nearly retired came to our house yesterday. To get a music machine. 

It was just all free. Because it was not black. Just shiny silver. Ha. 

We have lots and lots of music machines. The way too big and heavy ones live in the scary basement. I do not know why. Oh well. 

I helped Zita make the tasty peaches pudding. For our special just on Sunday's breakfasts. We always make it all by ourselves. 

No just from boxes to help us. Ha. We even used Scotsman's oatmeal. Just for Craig. Ha.

This afternoon Zita had to go to lots of stores to find beautiful cloth for Niamh's special beautiful dress. 

Niamh could not go. Because of the too much homework. Oh dear.

Craig helped her make it all beautiful. That is what fathers do. It is their job. And telling stories. And telling you to be home early. Ha. 

Emmet is going back to his nice university in two days. He is already reading his interesting story books. Oh dear. 

He did not have so much vacation. Oh dear. 

Emmet went for a long walk. Even in the little rain. He was only a bit soggy. That is good.

Craig and Zita and I watched brand new detectives last night. From Mister Tom. It was a more writing on the television detectives. I had a nice nap. 

We do not know if the nasty people will get caught. We have to wait for more from Mister Tom. Oh dear. 

Maybe we will watch something tonight too. After dinner. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty Six

I had another busy day.

Zita and I took Craig to his old friends breakfast. 

Then we visited a new make you beautiful store. Right on my busy street. 

Maybe I will go there. Maybe. They did not have any treats for nice big dogs. Oh well.

We did not have a nice long walk today. Because Doctor Susan fell down. And got hurt. 

Zita had to help her to the hospital. To get all of her insides pictures made. Oh dear. 

Doctor Susan was way too sore to even drive her car. Oh dear. That is not right. 

Mister Don stayed with Susan. In the hospital. And Zita came home to our house. All by herself.

Then Craig and Zita drove Lilly to a restaurant for her dance a lot school special say thank you dinner. 

Emmet came upstairs. So I could guard him. All by myself. That was good. We had a little nap.

It is a very beautiful day. Outside. But it is a not so very nice day. It is the day when Uncle Bill went straight to heaven. A year ago. We did not talk about it. That is good. 

It would just make us all sad again. Uncle Bill would not like that. It is known.

I will talk to Mister Saint Newton tonight. When everybody is all fast asleep. 

I will ask him to say hello to my friend Uncle Bill just for me. And to say hello to my friend Zorro too. 

I think they go on interesting trips in Uncle Bill's flying motorcycle. To see all over everywhere. Way fast. Ha. That is good. 

This afternoon Craig and Zita had to look for even more cars for Zita. Not way too small cars like Craig's. Nice cars for me and Zita.

When they got home Zita had to run right to Doctor Susan's house. As quick as can be. She did not even come into the house. 

Even after the hospital Doctor Susan was way too sore. She could nor even sit up. Oh dear. That is not right. 

Zita had to go to help her. That is what friends do. I could not go to help. Susan's house is not so big. And I might get squished. Oh dear. 

She had to have special do not be too sore pills. But she was is still way too sore. Zita brought her Emmet's special when you are way sore help you sit up pillow. Oh dear. 

We are having hamburgers tonight. Even made outside hamburgers. Because is is way beautiful and warm outside. Good for us. 

Niamh and Lee and and Cara are going out to dinner. To eat Chinese food. That is what they like to eat. When they go out. Good for them.

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty Five

Everything is only nearly not all right. 

Mister Nick and Mister Helper Alex are still putting brand new paint everywhere. Again. 

I could not help. Dogs are not so good painters. I would just get all stuck to the wall. Maybe my nose. Maybe. Zita told me. Oh well.

I stayed in the bedroom. Because Zita needed my help writing to all the new rascal ladies. I like to be a big help.

Craig drove Niamh to her dance a lot school. Her tummy is not so bumpy and sore today. She still has to take the fat pills. Oh dear. 

But she had to come home right away. She can not go to the too expensive coffee store. 

Because she is still sick. It is known. 

Yesterday Niamh had to go to our very big used to be a church building. To sign lots of papers. So she can teach all the little dancers. In the summer time. 

Zita drove her.

Mister Peter came back in the afternoon. To put all the very bright new lights all together. So he did not make even any noise. Ha. That is good. 

Craig and Zita and Emmet went to the new just only pizza store last night. On our busy street. To have brand new tasty pizza with our friend Miss Deidre. That is good.

Miss Deidre's father was Craig's professor. When Craig went to Emmet and Zita's nice university. A way long time ago. 

He was a even churchman too. He went to Heven. To teach everyone to think. All by themselves. And eat chocolate cake. He was Irish like my friend Zita. Ha. 

Emmet came home early. From the tasty pizza store dinner. Because he had to play his game and talk with all his friends. From all over. Even very far away. 

But Craig and Zita stayed out until our bed time. Because they had to talk with Miss Deidre. And have more desserts. Ha.

Miss Deidre's husband Mister Gene is going to come to our city. To play his piano on the giant stage. Downtown. With some of his friends. 

Maybe Miss Deidre will come too. To keep him company. That is nice. Mister Gene is way old. Older than Craig. Ha. 

We have lots of Mister Gene's music. When Emmet was a very little baby he used to go right to sleep with Mister Gene's music. That is good. 

I guarded Emmet and Niamh. All by myself. 

We do not have any curtains in our living room. Or our dining room. Everybody can see into my house. 

They can not see anything. Just sheet mountains. Oh well. Too bad for them. 

Zita went to Doctor Susan's house after our lunch. To drink more tea. I could not go. I had to stay here and guard Craig and Emmet. 

I can not guard Mister Nick and Mister Helper Alex so well. I do not understand them. They can just talk to themselves. Oh well.

They put all our furniture back. All where it should be. Everywhere. And our dining room too. That is right. 

But not all our beautiful pictures. Oh dear. Or Emmet's very loud at night big on the wall clock. Oh dear. Maybe tomorrow. 

They are nearly all finished with the brand new paint. Now we have a new colour on the other wall in the living room. It is dark. 

Not dark like me. Just dark like Zita's keep your fingers warm sheeps gloves. Ha. That is good. 

Craig and I played catch the ball lots of times. 

And I had a nice long nap in the den. So Craig would not be just all alone. It is my job. Ha. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty Four

Everything is still not right. Oh dear.

Mister Nick came very early in the morning. And then his helper too.

Then Mister Peter came. To make not so much noise today. Ha.

I can not go and look out my watching window. Oh dear. That is not right.

We did not eat our dinner in our dining room. Because it is all covered up. 

We ate in the den. Not even on a table. Oh dear.

Zita and I went for our nice walk. That is good. It is not very noisy outside.

Last night I got up on the not for Poppy sofa. With my friend Zita. 

Because was a bit upset. Because everything is not where it should be. It is everywhere else. That is not right. 

I did not get in trouble. Everybody understood. Because they are my family. 

Craig and I went in the kitchen. I got a tasty bean treat. Right from the refrigerator. Ha. 

We went back in the den to watch the old detectives. I did not get on the sofa. I just had a nice nap. On the comfy rug.

Today I stayed in the bedroom. I helped Zita with all the rascal ladies work. 

I can not help putting on the brand new paint. I am not a very good paint brush. That is why I had to stay in the bedroom. On my comfy duvet. 

Nobody moved my duvet. That is good.

Our friend Miss Diedre is in our city today. Looking for people for the television. 

Not for her scary chop everybody up Viking program. For another one. A not scary one. That is good. 

I do not watch the scary Vikings. Only Craig watches them. 

They do not scare him. Because he is a pretend Scotsman. Craig says if you eat lots of porridge Vikings can not scare you. That is silly. 

Craig and Zita are going to a nice restaurant with Miss Diedre tonight. To have a tasty dinner. And talk. That is good. 

Maybe Craig will have porridge. Ha. Too bad for him. 

Another nice university wants my friend Niamh to go there too. Oh dear. All the nice universities want Niamh to go to them. Oh dear. 

Niamh told me it is too scary. Deciding things are scary. It is known. 

Maybe Niamh and Emmet will go to dinner with Craig and Zita and Miss Diedre. Maybe. Or they will will stay here and I will guard them. Ha. Maybe I will get treats. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty Three

I did not like this day so much. 

It was a move everything somewhere else day. Oh dear.

Mister Peter came and hid in the ceiling and made lots of too loud noise. That is what Mister Peter does. Oh well. 

Then Mister Nick came to put new paint everywhere. I do not know why. 

He moved all our furniture into a big pile in the middle of our living room. And put table sheets all over everything. 

But not me. That is good. 

He even took all the beautiful pictures off the walls. And the Scotsman's shields. Right off the wall. Oh dear. 

What if we need the shields. What if lions or the giant raccoons try to get in our house. Oh dear. That is not right. 

Everything should stay just were it was. 

Maybe we are moving. Oh dear. Nobody told me. So I just stayed right beside Craig. All the time.

We would not move without Craig. And me. It is known. Ha.

Then Craig and Zita put everything in the den. Now it is all full up. Oh dear. 

Even the make music speakers. From the living room. Oh dear. 

Mister Nick has a noisy machine too. Or dear. Too many noisy machines. It is known.

Before our lunch Zita took Emmet to his nice university. 

He went to have a tasty lunch in the table sheet restaurant at his nice university. 

With his all the way from way far away India professor and the other helpers. That is good. 

Emmet even had soup. Because he is very polite. Emmet does not like soup so much. Ha. 

They talked for a long long time. All about all their favourite way old stories. That is nice. 

We had very tasty bagel sandwiches for lunch. Zita brought the very tasty bagels back from not so far away Montreal. From a famous just for bagels store. 

Niamh said we can not tell nice Mister Kettleman or he would be sad. Oh dear. 

Niamh said it has to be a secret. Ha. That is good. I am a good secret keeper. 

That is what dogs do. Keep people's secrets. 

Niamh went downstairs. To the just for our visitors bedroom. It is not so noisy in the basement. It is way noisy upstairs. I stayed in the big bedroom. 

Maybe we will watch some nice detectives on the television tonight. In the den. Maybe. If there is room. Oh dear. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty Two

We got up early for our nice walk. Because Emmet had to go to his nice university today. Early. 

To help his professor. All day. 

They gave him free tea. And even free lunch. Just to talk to all the people. Ha. That is good.

Mister Peter came back to my house today. With his noisy machines. Oh well. 

We put my comfy bed in the dining room. That is good. It is not so noisy in the dining room. 

Mister Peter leaves all the noisy machines in the kitchen. 

He is a very noisy man. I stayed in the den. To guard Craig from all the too loud noise. 

Zita had to go to not so far away Montreal. To talk to new rascal ladies. And drink coffee. Until night time. Oh dear. 

Nobody told me. That is not right.

I had to guard the whole house by myself. Even Mister Peter. 

We had special tasty bagels for our lunch. 

After lunch Mister Peter went way up into the ceiling. And was all gone. 

I could hear him. I knew he was not all lost. Because he was very noisy. Ha. That is good. 

Craig and Emmet and Niamh will have to make their dinner. Oh dear. They will have just tasty pasta. 

Niamh is still at home all asleep. Her bumpy tummy medice makes her very tired. 

My sore foot medicine made me tired too. Oh well. I have a nice comfy bed too. 

Niamh's dance a lot school gave her all the numbers for her remember everything exams. 

She was very happy. Even with a sore tummy. That is good.

Craig brought Emmet home from his helping day. Professor Alec and Francis were there too. Listening to Emmet's professor too. 

We always see them on my nice walks. In the summertime. 

Craig and Emmet brought home the special tasty heavy bread from the bread store. 

And a special giant chocolate treat for Niamh. That is good.

Emmet and the other helper are going to to lunch tomorrow. With his very nice all the way from way far away India professor. Ha. That is good. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty One

I had a nice quiet day. We got up way early. 

Zita and I went for a nice early walk this morning. Before Craig was even awake. 

It was a very nice walk. It is all sunny. It is not so warm. Yesterday was not so warm too. 

Then Zita had to go downtown to the way too small office. In the gold big car. All day. For the rascal ladies. 

Because of lots and lots of important meetings. 

Niamh did not go to her dance a lot school. Because of the bumpy sore tummy. Oh dear.

Even another university wants my friend Niamh to go their nice university, now in not so far away Montreal. Oh dear.

So I had to guard everybody. All day. Except for Zita. 

Craig and I had a hot croissant for our breakfast. Then we played catch the ball. Good for us.

Emmet was all awake before Niamh. He is still reading his cut off your head book. Oh dear. 

That is what Emmet likes to do. And eat apples. And talk to his friends from all over everywhere. That is nice. 

He has to go to his university tomorrow. To help his professor. At an important meeting. For lots of even more professors. I do not know why. 

Maybe it is because he reads all the very big interesting books. All the time. And writes good stories. Maybe.

The present man brought new programs for us to watch. In the den. After our dinner. When Zita has her Irish tea. 

Niamh and Craig watched lots and lots of the scary dragons and wolves program on the television. After lunchtime. 

Craig and I had bagel toasts for our lunch. Ha. Bagels are tasty. 

I did not watch the scary program so much. I had a nice comfy nap instead. In the living room. Far away from the scary television. Good for me. 

Emmet went for a nice long walk this afternoon. He said he is relaxing. Because all his remember everything exams are over.

Our friend Miss Andrea got all the way back to our cheese party friends' house. All safe. That is good. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty

I had a little quiet day.

Miss Andrea came to have our bagel breakfast with us this morning. 

She had to find her bicycle. It was in our scary basement. She left it here. Before the too much snow came. 

Her remember everything exams are all over too. So she put all her clothes and everything in a very big nearly a truck. 

To drive all day. To go see my cheese party friends. She is going to take care of their house. And their cats. Oh. Well too bad for her. 

She is going to work at a hospital. Inventing things. All the summertime. For real money too. That is good. 

Niamh did not wake up for our breakfast. Her tummy is still all spotty and store. That is is not nice. 

She has to take big fat pills. They make her very sleepy. Oh dear. 

Zita put a giant bandage on her tummy. When she was all awake. 

She can not go to dance a lot school tomorrow. Her nice Doctor would not let her. Or Doctor Susan. Or Zita. Oh dear.

Zita went to the tasty food store to get Niamh's favourite tasty food. 

So she will not starve into just a stick. That is good. 

If Niamh was just a stick maybe some silly dog might just run away with her. By mistake. Oh dear.

I would rescue her. Because I and very big and fast. And very fierce. Not all the time. Just sometimes. 

Zita got her the extra special flat donuts. That is good.

Then she went to find beautiful cloths to make Niamh's just for her special party dress. For the last party at her dance a lot school. 

Zita can make very beautiful dresses. She used to make brand new way old clothes for museums. A way long time ago. 

Emmet is still reading the cut off people's heads book. Oh dear. 

He will not cut off anybody's head. Even when he knows how. He told me. That is good. 

You can not find your way home if someone cuts your head off. Oh dear. 

Everybody needs to be able to find their way home. So you need your head. It is known. 

Last night we watched a too confusing program on the television. It was another writing on the television program. Oh well.

Maybe we will watch a nice program with out television writing. Tonight. 

Craig's very scary everybody dies dragons and wolves program is on again. I will not watch it. 

Dragons are very scary. Because they are not real. Only real things should be on the television. It is known.  

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy Nine

Zita and I took Craig to his old friends breakfast this morning. 

Right up to the busy street. Then we went all the way down the street for our nice walk. Good for us.

When Craig came home my friend Niamh showed him her tummy. It was all bumpy and red. And sore. Oh dear. Oh dear. That is not nice. 

Then Doctor Susan said Zita had to take Niamh to a nearly a hospital. Oh dear. 

I do not like hospitals so much. Sometimes you go to the hospital and you can not sleep in you own comfy bed at night. 

You have to sleep right there. With their too smelly pillows. And no comfy duvet. Oh dear. That is not right. 

When they came home the nice Doctor said my friend Niamh has to have a lot of medicine. 

She has to take giant pills. And rest a lot. Oh dear. 

My friend Niamh does not like to rest so much. It is known. 

Craig said both her ends are on fire. That is not true. He is wrong. 

Not even one end is on fire. Ha. Too bad for him. 

Then Craig and Zita had to out to look at more cars for us. Not a too noisy car.  And a not too small for me car. 

Zita said finding nice cars is not very fun. Because people are not very good listeners. 

Zita does not like it when you do not listen to her. It is true. 

Sometimes if you do not listen so well you have to go and sit in the kitchen. All by yourself. Oh well.

When Craig and Zita were all away I guarded the house. It is my job.

Emmet was just reading his cut way far away long time ago people's heads off book. In the basement. Oh dear.

Niamh went all fast asleep. Because she is a bit too sore.

When Craig and Zita came home Zita and I went for a nice walk. Before dinner.

We had Emmet's favourite stick to your fingers little pieces of meat for our tasty dinner. 

Niamh did not have any. She does not eat meat any more. Only hot dogs. Or Chinese dinner meat. Ha. That is silly. 

She is going to take care of two little girls tonight. Niamh used to be their dance a lot teacher. That is nice. 

She said they are very nice girls. That is good. They do not have a nice dog. Oh well.

Last night we watched the old nice churchman catch nasty people. We watched two programs. Ha.

I had a nice nap. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy Eight

I had a very busy day. It is a rainy day. Sometimes. Not all the time. 

Before our toasts we went for a nice walk. I was not so very soggy. Just a bit. We had fat toasts again. That is good. 

The noisy make the streets all clean were everywhere this morning. Lots of them. All at the same time. On my own street. All morning. 

And the scary sidewalk cleaners were here too. Oh dear. 

I got into trouble. I had to sit in the kitchen for a little time. All by myself. I was a too much barking dog.  Oh dear.

Zita's nice hair was all flat when she came home from the make me beautiful store. Yesterday. 

Craig was all surprised. He said she did not look like his friend Zita. Oh dear. 

She looked like nearly someone else. Oh dear.

She was not someone else. She was my friend Zita. I could tell. She still smelled all Zita. Ha. 

Craig is just old. Maybe his nose does not work so well any more. Maybe. Ha. Too bad for him.

This morning after our nice walk Zita's hair was all curly again. Just like before. Because of the rainy day. Oh well. 

Emmet had a long sleep in today. Because his nice university is all over. For just a little time. That is good.

We watched a put lots of words on the television detective program last night. 

We could not understand the people. So they put the words right on the television. So Craig and Zita can read them. 

Or we would not know who the nasty people were. That is a silly program. 

Today Zita had to go to more important meetings downtown. In the way too small office. 

She was there until very late. We did not go for a nice walk before dinner. Oh well. 

I stayed here to guard Craig and Emmet.

Niamh had a tasty diner last night with her friend. Not even at Mister Kettleman's bagel store. At a nice restaurant. Then they even had ice cream. Ice cream is Niamh's favourite.

I could not go with them. I had to guard the Craig and Zita and Emmet. All by myself. 

Dogs can only go to some restaurants. Too bad for us.

Craig's headache still has caught him. So he was just way quiet. In the den. 

Last night I had to tell him he forgot the cheeseie treats on my before bedtime dessert. Oh dear. 

I can not have a nice comfy sleep if he forgets the cheesie treats. It is known. Oh well. 

Last night I got lots of giant treats at the nice bank. On our nice walk. 

I am their favourite nice big black dog. They told me. It is true. Ha. Good for me. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy Seven

I had a nice day. Everybody was busy today. Not me. Ha.

Craig had a way bad headache. This morning. Oh dear. He got all dressed anyway.

Emmet wrote too many words. For his last big story. Zita and Craig helped him find some too many words. They just threw them away. Oh dear.

Then it was all done.

Zita and I had a way nice walk this morning. It is a not even a little bit cold. 

And we have lots of still all green flowers. All over. And the nearly fall into the pond trees are going all green again. And the trees in my garden too. 

Mister Peter was not here today. So it was not noisy. That is good.

Zita had to go to a special important lunch. About the old rascal ladies. She did not know she had to go. She got there way fast. 

And she had to go to her make me beautiful store too. She was way busy today.

Mister Mike's fix your car all up wants to buy the gold big car. 

When we get the new car. Just for Zita and me. Ha.

Craig drove Emmet to his nice university this afternoon. To give the last interesting story to his professor. It was not professor Jill. 

She was too busy going on nice walks with Jamie. And Zita and me too.

Emmet got a new book from his nice university. All about cutting off people's heads. In way far away. Oh dear. That is not a nice book. Oh dear. 

He should only get nice books. All about the way old Gods. Or the Punic elephants. With lots of pictures for me to see. 

My friend Craig was talking about Uncle Bill last night. Because he went all the way to heaven at nearly this time. 

When his noisy motorcycle crashed all up. Just When all the beautiful flowers were growing in our garden. 

I will talk to Mister Saint Newton tonight. When everybody is all fast asleep. 

He can hear me better when everybody is all fast asleep. Expect me. 

Because Heaven is way way far away. And you can not even use the telephone. Oh well. 

Dogs can not use telephones. Too bad for us.

I will ask Mister Saint Newton to find Uncle Bill for me. 

He is hard to find. Because he is driving his flying motorcycle all over. Showing my friend Zorro all the interesting places. It is known. 

Uncle Bill can watch out for us. Even from so far far away Heaven. He is a good guarder just like me. 

My family miss him. I want to tell him we miss him. And to say hello to my friend Zorro. 

Zorro can run as fast as can be now. His legs are not so sore in Heaven. 

I do not think the giant turkeys miss Uncle Bill. Ha. Too bad for them. 

Zita and I went for my favourite walk. To the busy street. We visited the tasty treats for nice dogs bank. Ha. That is a good walk. 

We got the gold big car all home. In our own driveway. That is right. It is known. 

Day One Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy Six

I had a nice day. It was not so quiet.

Mister Peter was here. With his noisy machines. 

Zita and I went for a long walk. She did not have to drive my friend Niamh to her way too early dance a lot practice. 

We went on a nice walk instead. 

Miss Julia had the little white car today. She and Niamh drove away in it. To the dance a lot school. Ha. 

It was a very sunny blue day. Not even one cloud. Oh well. 

We had used bagel toasts. We did not have any nice bread for breakfast toasts. Oh dear.

Then Mister Peter came to our house. To make lots of holes for for new lights. It is way noisy when you make holes. It is known. 

Zita and I stayed in the bedroom. It was not so noisy there. Just a lot noisy. 

Then Zita went to the tasty food store. Now we can have real brand new toasts tomorrow for our breakfast. That is good. 

After lunch Craig went to the cut your hair until you are neat and tidy store. We had croissants our lunch. 

Craig does not go to a make him beautiful store. Just Zita and Niamh and Emmet and me go to make us beauty stores. 

Craig is too old to be beautiful. He can only be neat and tidy. Too bad for him.

Last night we watched the old detectives again. Just Craig and Zita and Emmet and me. 

Niamh had to go fast asleep right after dinner. 

Because she did not sleep so much because of Georgie's sing happy birthday day.

Zita had to go to a party with her friend Kathy. 

It is a party to give money to nice people who make houses for people who do not have one. 

Maybe for their nice dogs too. Ha. That is good.

I have to guard just all the boys tonight. 

Niamh is way downtown with her dance a lot friends. They will just eat vegetables. Or ice cream.