Day One Hundred and Twenty Nine - Miss Pancake

Miss Pancake 

It is me. 

Miss Pancake Taylor. 

And my friend Craig said I had to talk to you.

Even if I do not know what to say at all. 

He said it did not matter. Not even a little bit. 

So yesterday I went to visit my Doctor Smith at his offices. 

But right away I made a mistake.

My very very far away friend Miss Poppy told me I had to introduce myself as her friend.

But I was so excited I forgot. Oh dear me. 

And I had to tell her last night. But she did not mind. 

It was a long ride in the car but I like to ride in the car. And look out the window.

But most times I always fall to fast fast asleep. Oh well. 

Miss Poppy said I have to start telling everybody all about being a brand new puppy with a brand new family. Oh dear.

Being a brand new puppy is a very hard job. It is known.

At night when I am fast fast asleep Miss Poppy gives me the very best hints about how to be a minder dog. 

But she says she cannot tell me how to grow up to be my family’s very best minder dog.

Because every dog needs to find their very own way there. That is a hard job.

There are so many words to learn. And lots and lots of times I forget them. 

But when I remember I get very delicious treats. 

And my friend Niamh and her friends Miss Tarryn and Miss Sach and Miss Emily got me lots of toys.

So when I got here it was already my very own new home. 

And I have two beds. 

And one is right in front of my watching window. 

And the other one is in my very own box. In the kitchen. Ha.

And I have my very own comfy blanket. With my name on it. 

From Craig’s very far away friends. 

They have a brand new puppy too. 

But I do not like it so much when Zita and Niamh go away. 

I bark at them but they do not come back. I do not know why. 

I just want everybody where I can see them. 

My friend Craig is always here. And he gets me my tasty lunch and dinners.

But not my breakfasts because he does not get up right away. I do not know why. 

Miss Poppy told me about his go fast chair, but it is still a bit scary. Oh dear me.  

And she told me all about her friend Emmet who writes all the very interesting stories. 

Some about scary men who chop off people’s heads. Oh my goodness me. 

But he is not here right now.

Because he is at his university in very far away Ireland. 

Sometimes he comes here and lives in his bedroom in the basement.

My friend Niamh has a bedroom in the basement too. 

But I am still too small to up and down the big stairs and visit it. Too bad for me. 

Sometimes I get in trouble. Like when I get up on the comfy chairs. Oh well.

Like this morning when I got up even when Craig put a big pillow on the chair. To stop me.

But I am a very good jumping dog. Ha. 

Oh well. It is hard being a puppy. 

But my friends Mister Festis and Mister Furrgus tell me stories about when Miss Poppy was in charge. 

And sometimes she got in trouble too. 

But everybody loved her anyway. 

That is good to know.

But now I have to have a nap.

Because being a puppy in my house is very tiring. 

I went outside after I had my dinner. 

But it was not very nice there. 

So I came back in and waited for Zita and Niamh to come home.