Miss Pancake
Because it is our get up early in the morning for Craig day.
Because it is Zita’s day to go to that office without even any cappuccinos. Too bad for her.
After we went for a lovely walk in the full of beautiful sunshine morning.
And I was a very good rememberer.
Then the fast car took Zita downtown and Craig and I were all alone.
So it was a Craig and Pancake day.
And we had the very delicious toasty Irish bread.
And we had way too much jams on it again. Oh well. We ate it anyway.
We always eat them anyway. Ha.
It was so tasty we ate two more right away.
Because they are not so big toasts. Ha.
Then Craig and I did some of my homework and I got the special homework treats.
And after lunchtime my friend Niamh came home before she went to her shop.
So she could have some lunch with me. That made me very happy.
Because Niamh is my best friend.
Then our fast car took her to the lovely store, and I went outside into my side yard because it was not even cold outside.
When my feet got a bit cold I came in and had a relax on my comfy chair.
Craig was just writing and listening to Mister Willy’s songs on the music machine.
One of those songs has cows who are ghosts. My goodness.
But dogs are not even a bit scared of ghosts. Ha.
When Zita was having her lunch she went outside and saw some beautiful as could be statues.
And they were all made of ice. And you could see through them. My goodness.
And there was a buffalo.
I would like to see a buffalo.
They are like cows but they are very big and they are furry.
Because they do not have nice warm barns to sleep in when it is so cold outside.
And they have pointy horns. So those wolves will not bother them at all.
A man brought the fast chair back from the fix it up wheelchair store.
And it was all clean again.
When Zita came home we went for a nice before dinner walk.
Craig told her I got lots of treats for my best rememberings day. And it was true.
And then Niamh got home too. And she brought Tarryn with her.
Because we had sausages on the outside stove and I think she smelled them.
Because sausages are Tarryn’s favourite.
After dinner it was detective time for Craig and Zita and me.
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