Day Two Hundred and Six

Miss Pancake 

When Zita and I were awake it was just the right time to practice our gentle walking. Right outside our house.

And we saw Mrs. Bruna. 

She was home from walking all over some very far away in Spain mountains. 

And Mr. Lyndon is back too. 

And they still have their very own feet. They did not walk until they fell off. 

So they did not have to buy new ones. That is good.

Zita and I had time for our practicing because she did not go to her other office today. 

Because she went the other day instead. 

Niamh did not get up early early early today.

Because she has finished all her university work. My goodness.

She did not even stay out until late last night. 

Because she was tired after her hopping all around dance class.

But after I helped her with her breakfast it was time for her to go to the very lovely store. 

Because she does not have any money. Oh dear. 

So she found some of her very beautiful clothes.

So she could be very beautiful when she is helping people buy beautiful clothes at her store. 

So I gave her lots of very big hugs so she would be happy at work. 

And then a very nice nurse came to my house. 

And she stuck a needle in Craig’s hand.

And she took away nearly all of his own blood. Oh my goodness me.

I do not know why she did that. 

Nobody told me that she was going to do that. My goodness me. 

So then I stayed with him in the living room. In case he needed me. 

That is a very important job for dogs. It is known.

Festis and Furrgus 

When we opened the door this morning it was obvious that our flowers had been hard at work.

Because there was a cluster of tulips and another of daffodils all ready to great us and the morning. 

Now that is the way to start the day. 

So encouraged by this we sprightly set forth on our morning patrol. 

Fortunately just in time Dugal’s telephone reminded us that it was Thursday. 

And Thursdays are when Suzy Q delivers their scrumptious doughnuts to Little Victories. 

And it nearly slipped our minds.

So, with some haste we made it before the ravaging hordes made of with the best ones. 

After having acquired our conscience’s limit, we settled back for a leisurely breakfast of coffee, doughnuts and people watching. 

We put aside a few of the more exotic ones for Niamh. For a late night celebration in front of her computer. 

When we got home there was a nurse there. Extracting blood from Mr. T. 

Since his disastrous tumble he does not go downtown to his doctor’s office. 

So the office comes here do do the tests for his annual medical appointment. 

Now that is remarkably civilized I do say. 

Miss Pancake 

At lunchtime Zita went outside to put the roof on the swinging sofa in the patio. That was a good idea.

Because soon it will be hot outside and you have to have a roof or your head will get cooked. 

And then she had to go back to work for another meeting. Too bad for her.

When I got my lunch I got more food. Because my other doctor said I was skinny. Ha. 

Then Mister Paul came by to get his coffee and share his croissants. 

And I got a little bit of brand new croissant. Because now I am skinny. 

And when he left I went in to mind my friend Zita in our own office. That is my best job. 

Then I woke up and our work was all over. My goodness.

And Zita took her not so fast bicycle to the grocery store to get some delicious food for dinnertime. 

And some brand new crunchy bread for lunchtime sandwiches.

I had to stay here and mind Craig. 

Because I do not know how to ride a bicycle. 

Minding Craig is not so very interesting. 

Going to the grocery store would be very interesting. 

Maybe she went go to Mister Nicastro’s cheese store. Oh dear. 

So just sat at my window and waited for that slow bicycle to bring her home. 

She should get a fast bicycle like my friend Niamh’s very red fast bicycle. 

We had toasty sandwiches for dinner and it was very early because Zita had another after dinnertime meeting.

I minded Craig for a while then I went in to our office to keep Zita’s feet toasty warm.