Day One Hundred and Seventy Two

Miss Pancake 

Craig was watching his hockey game and I was fast asleep on my comfy sofa last night. 

Right on top of the Scotsman’s blanket.

Then he said to me that I had better look out the window. 

So I ran right away to the living room, and when I looked out the window, and our car was there. 

And my friend Zita was in the car too.

And she came right in our house. 

Because she was back home. 

The silly aeroplane found the right aeroport and then she was home. I was very very happy. Ha.

And Niamh and Tarryn and Sach were there too. Ha.

But they did not stay. 

Because they had not even had their first dinner. Oh my goodness. 

And when I looked my bed was back upstairs in my upstairs bedroom. Ha. 

So when I went to bed it was with Craig and Zita. Ha. 

And this morning when we were fast wake we had our own breakfasts.

And then we went for an early very long good morning walk, and when we got home we went right to work in our office. Ha.

But it was very early because Zita still has Irish time in her head. 

But now everything here is the same as before. 

That is my favourite time. When everything is the same. Ha.

Niamh was awake very early too. 

Because she had to make a talk to one of her early in the morning classes. Oh dear.

Craig was not up so very early as everybody else. Too bad for him.

But when was all awake he made Zita her another coffee and when he had his second coffee he had a fat peanut butter toast. Ha.

I was minding him. Right in my comfy chair. 

So I got a crunchy bit. And there was peanut butter on it. 

When Zita got home from far away Dublin she had our Merry Christmas time presents. 

Because the mailman forgot where we lived. So they went back to Ireland and not here. 

So Zita brought everyone’s presents back on the aeroplane. That was a good idea. 

Everybody got beautiful clothes. 

Except for Craig. He got a giant chocolate bar. Ha. 

Festis and Furrgus 

Well President Biden’s arrival certainly threw a spanner in Mrs. T’s smooth return.

Getting diverted to the middle of nowhere Vermont was not in the plan.

But they resumed their flight and arrived just as we set out on a foggy evening’s patrol.

So alls well that ends well as they say. 

But I do say Miss Pancake was deliriously happy to have Mrs. T back home. Which was good.

We managed to get into The Glebe Central before the kitchen closed. 

So it was a successful night all around. 

Everybody was fast asleep by the time we returned and locked up. 

So all was back to normal.

Well aside from a brace of new deerhound puppies at Tiroam. 

According to Cousin Morag this one is Murtagh. 

We are dreading the telegram from Cook, detailing her added expenses due to the new brood.

Festis is going to talk to the accountants about detailing them under the security budget. 

Might as well try. 

Miss Pancake

When Craig had his another lunch Zita made him a very tasty toasty bagel. 

Crunchy bagels are very delicious. 

Then it was time for my afternoon nap. 

I was a bit tired because of Zita’s Irish time. Oh well. 

But my chair is very comfy. 

And I can see right out my watching window if I want to. Ha. 

And when he went into the den I minded him there too. 

Because he cannot sneak away from me if I am right in the doorway. Ha.

But then I got on the comfy sofa. 

Because it is very comfy. 

It is especially comfy for lovely naps. 

When we were finished our work for the day I took Zita on a lovely walk. 

And we met another dog. 

And he was a very nice dog, so we played all around. Ha. 

That was a very good walk. 

When we came home it was just the right time for my dinner. 

And then I minded Craig and Zita until dinner was over and we could watch our detective program.