Day Two Hundred and Forty Seven

Miss Pancake 

Oh dear. It is still too smoky outside to go to the )farm for nice running. Too bad for us.

And now we have both those cleaning the air machines on all the time. Even in the basement. 

So it is not smelly in our house. 

After Zita and I drove Niamh to her shop we went to practice walking in the giant parking lot. 

At that giant hardware store. We did not go in because it was too busy.

And there were men shouting at each other. Oh dear. 

So we just walked all over and Zita had a mask on. 

Because of the on fire trees. 

When we got home I had a little relax. 

But then it was time for my lunchtime.

After lunch I looked out my watching window.

But there was nearly nothing to watch. 

Because everyone stayed in their own homes

Because of the very smelly air. Oh dear. 

So I had a nice nap instead of looking. 

But then Zita was all finished washing all our dirty clothes so we went to our little hardware store.

Because we had to get a big hook to keep our gate closed.

Because now I know how to open it all by myself when I do my big jumping. 

Oh well. Too bad for me. 



Furrgus and Festis 

Well thank the powers that be that we have a house full of clean air. 

There was nary a cough from Uncle last night. 

We saw the both the air scrubbers were active here and in Niamh’s downstairs domain. 

That being said, the air outside was near lethal. 

The government said not to go outside unless it was necessary.

Since the integrity of the property is essential, we got our masks and made quick work of the morning patrol.

But we did not tempt fate by venturing out for breakfast. 

Fortunately our forethought left us well well supplied with pies and toast. Not to mention a score or so of frozen doughnuts. 

What more could one want, I say. 

So we all went downstairs, put our feet up and attended to our own devices. 

Many of which included scooping more ice cream on top of many pieces of cherry pie.

Hat off once again to the Life of Pie.

Miss Pancake 

I got two big treats when we went to our little hardware store. Good for me.

When we got home Zita put the big hook on the gate.

So now I can not open it by myself. Too bad for me. 

Then she went to the too much of everything store and found a brand new toy for me. 

And an already all cooked chicken for our dinner. My goodness. 

I stayed here so Craig would not be all lonely. 

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

My goodness me. My own sister Beverly saw the picture of me practicing my high jumping. 

And guess what. She can do the very same thing. 

We are the very best high jumpers. Good for us. 

Craig said she must be very beautiful if she is my sister. That is true. 

Zita and I went and got Niamh at her lovely shop and took her to her hippity hop dance class. 

So she did not have the tasty chicken dinner with Craig and Zita and me tonight. Too bad for her.

After I had my first dinner we went in the den to watch the not even a little bit scary detectives. 

If it is not a scary program I can have a nice long sleep beside my friend Zita.