Day Two Hundred and Thirty Five

Miss Pancake 

My goodness I was the busiest dog in the world today.

Last night we had a happy birthday party for my friend Craig and I got him presents too.

I got him delicious short cakes from far away France.

Because we Bouviers are from France too. Ha.

But short cakes are not even short. And they are not cakes either. I do not know why. 

Sometimes words are very confusing for dogs. It is known.

Miss Sach came in time for dessert. Ha. 

And she brought cinnamon buns for Craig and I.

And we had one for our breakfast this morning. 

And we had an on fire cake. And we sang the happy birthday song. 

But I did not sing it. Because I do not know the words yet. 

And Craig got brand new shirts. 

And they were not even Scotsman’s shirts. My goodness. 

Then we went to bed.

But Niamh and Tarryn were very busy. Even when we were asleep.

They brought up all the things they are going to sell at the giant sell everything sale tomorrow. 

And now our dinning room is filled all up.

And Professor Jill is going to sell things here too. 

So there are even more things on our patio and even in my side yard too. My goodness me. 

And this morning Zita and I went to our farm because it was a very beautiful day.

But I had to practice nice walking even though my school is over for the summer. Oh dear. 

I did not know I had summer time homework. I do not think that is so fair. 

And when we got home Niamh was all awake.

Because today she has a special job. 

She was playing cards with all the people on a golf course. 

Where everyone was playing golf. 

So she had to get all dressed up. With makeup too. My goodness. 

And do not get all burned up cream too. 

Then Miss Sach came and they went off to the golfing place. 

And the Jeep did not even have its roof on.

And it was still morning. What a busy day.

Then I went in to our office and minded Zita until it was our lunchtime. 

Furrgus and Festis 

My goodness me. What a hubbub of activity our home has turned into. 

With the annual neighbourhood wide garage sale set for tomorrow, Niamh and Tarryn moved their entire inventory from the basement to the dining room.

Fortunately this happened after Mr. T birthday party. 

We left halfway through the festivities as Miss P was a bit anxious about some rustling in the bushes.

We found a bunny looking suspiciously long at our flowers.

So we sent it on its way with a few appropriate curses. 

As the night was young we wondered up to Irene’s for a late dinner and some live music. 

We opted for the Montreal smoked meat sandwiches. With a few sides of onion rings. 

When we got home the place was chockablock full of yet to be bought clothes on racks. 

As everyone was asleep we followed them, but not before helping ourselves to some of the birthday cake.

This was no your gramma’s sponge cake with canned icing. 

It was a fantastical concoction floating in some sort of crème fraîche, with an accompanying bowl of vanilla infused whipped cream as a topping. 

Thank goodness we had factored in the possibility of cake remaining when we ordered our dinner. 

Fully stuffed we went to sleep without an intruding thought. 

Miss Pancake 

My goodness gracious me. 

There are people parking their cars on our streets for the sell everything day. 

And it is not even tomorrow today. That is silly.

Zita went to get some new bread and she said that the busy street is very very busy. Even all the stores too. 

I hope that they do not buy all of Mister Nicastro’s cheeses. 

Because Zita got us croissants for tomorrow and tasty cheese in croissants are my favourite. 

I waited for her to come home right from my watching chair. 

Then it was time for us to go back to our important work. 

My friend Niamh is still at outside. At that golfing place.

Maybe she is going to melt all away. 

Like my ice cubes when they are outside. Oh goodness me. 

When Zita and I were all finished our work we went outside into my side yard with Craig.

And while they had another next coffee I minded them. 

And all the drinks that Niamh and Tarryn are going to sell people when they are too hot from walking all over. Oh my goodness.

Then Craig and Zita had the tortellinis soup for their dinner.

I had my first dinnertime first. Ha. 

And when we were finished Niamh got home. 

But she had to go out again with Tarryn to get ready for selling everything.

And Zita went to Kathy’s house.

Because Kathy is selling her too much stuff on our front yard too.

Oh my goodness. 

And we have to get up early tomorrow to get everything ready for all those people. Oh well.