Day Four Hundred and Forty Nine (Part Two)

Miss Pancake

Niamh and I sat by our beautiful tree and gave everybody their secret presents.

Craig and Zita got beautiful presents, even beautiful socks and t-shirts with pockets, and lots of tasty treats too. 

And Emmet and Niamh got all their favourite books.  

There was even one all about pointy swords. My goodness.

And some had pictures. Those are my favourite books. 

Craig got two elephants. From very very far away. My goodness me. 

But they were not real elephants. That is good.

Craig got Zita a special do not drown jacket for her not very secret boat present. 

I am going to get one too. Zita told me. Then we can go in the boat together. Ha. 

And Mister Saint Santa got me a very very good lots of circles present. 

And Niamh painted boats from Zita’s favourite place in Ireland. 

And she painted it all by herself. 

And we put it on the dinning room wall right away. 

Then we had more croissants and Craig had even more coffees. 

And Niamh got a very very beautiful necklace from Miss Doctor Alice. 

Emmet talked to her this morning so she would not be too lonely. 

Then we talked to everybody in Dublin. And they got lovely presents too. That is good.

Our a bit far away friends Miss Joan and Mister Ross gave wonderful presents to Emmet and Niamh.

Emmet got a beautiful for a Professor bag. 

And Niamh got a very beautiful coat. 

And it is made of sheep fur, so it is as warm as could be. My goodness me. 

The camera made a picture of my family all by itself. My goodness. 

That is a good camera. 

Then Zita and I got our Merry Christmas together dinner all ready.

Especially the very delicious veals. With ham and cheese right inside them. My goodness. 

Sometimes I get a bit. If I am a very patient waiting dog.

And we made molasses cookies too. Those are Craig’s very favourite cookies. 

I knew it was a special dinner because we put a sheet on our table. 

All special dinners have those sheets on the table. It is the rule. 

They are beautiful table sheets. Ha.

And we found the beautiful glasses from Ireland for the wine. 

Except for Craig, because he only drinks ginger ale. I do not know why. Maybe it is another rule. Maybe.

When we were all finished everyone was tired so we went to bed and did not watch the detective program.

Maybe tomorrow. Maybe.