Zita and I got up early this morning because I thought it was a good time to look outside.
But it was not so interesting because it was just a lot of rain.
So we decided to get all awake anyway.
When it was not even a bit nearly raining we went to our farm, because it was all sunshine again.
And when we were walking all around we found a sign. On my favourite tree.
And Zita told me that the sign said my favourite giant tree was given to us by nearly a King. A very long time ago.
That is why it is so very big. Goodness gracious me.
But I got a bit too muddy today. So we went home so I would have clean feet. Oh well.
Then we were busy with lots of dirty clothes and giving money to the government and talking to Zita’s mother and farther in way far away.
Craig did not have such a long sleep in today.
I minded him when he got dressed.
And then after a while it was everybody’s lunchtime.
I got extras today.
And Craig and Zita had Scotsman’s porridge. But Craig and Zita have different porridges.
Zita just puts a bit of butter on top, but Craig hides his porridge underneath too much brown sugar. My goodness.
It was a silly day outside of my house. Sometimes it is just all the time rain and then it is just full of sunshine. My goodness.
Zita went into the garden and sawed off some branches of our new tree. With that very dangerous from Japan saw.
Now the other branches will grow even more so it will be a fat tree. Ha.
Then it started to rain and she came in for some Irish tea.
Today is Mister Saint Patrick’s own day.
That is when everybody thinks they are all Irish. And they are not. My goodness.
Zita and Emmet and Niamh are very Irish, because they have little red books that say they are really from Ireland.
And are not just pretending.
Craig says he is Canadian because all his relatives sailed away from Scotland a long long long time ago.
After they lost a war. Oh dear.
So they sailed here from those islands where Dugal’s castle is.
I think you cannot be from somewhere if all your family left so long ago nobody remembers them.
All the badgers are from Scotland and they can listen to bagpipes all day long and not have nasty headaches. Ha.
And Mister General Clay and Mister Tre’r Ceiri are from Wales, because that is where very fierce dragons live.
Mister Ceiri even has a very big castle there. But it is all fallen down. That is why Zita said he could live here.
The Dragons told me that Mister Saint Patrick was from there and not Ireland at all. My goodness.
Maybe I will ask Emmet because they know everything about long long time ago in Ireland.
And Emmet even teaches it. In Ireland. My goodness me.
I do not know why everybody thinks they should be Irish.
I think you have to make the very delicious Irish toasty bread before you can be Irish.
I think it is the rule. Ha.
All of the very lovely Bouvier dogs came from France, so we are not Irish either.
That is why we love cheese, especially that very tasty blue and white cheese.
If you are very lucky you can have fat croissants and that cheese at the same time.
Craig’s friend Mister Adam lives in France. I think he must have croissants every day.
Because there is a little restaurant right across the street from his apartment.
That is a tasty idea. Ha.
Craig had a croissant way after lunch time, and it was not even a bit toasty or full of butter.
But it was still very delicious.
Today is also Colonel Dugal’s two hundred and elevententh birthday. My goodness me.
And all Craig’s friends, the stuffed animals have the very same birthday.
But they are not so very old as Dugal.
Emmet and Niamh have the very same birthday too.
Maybe it is a rule in our house. Maybe.
When Craig was writing my story in the den I minded him.
Then Zita and I went to the farm again. And this time it was a sunny as could be. Ha.
And I found a good stick for fast running. Good for me.
And we looked right inside the buildings full of beautiful flowers.
Soon they will be all outside so everyone can see how beautiful flowers are. That is good.
And when we got home it was dinner time. And I got an extra big dinner.
Because of the too skinny. Ha.
And Craig and Zita own made lasagnas.
Lasagnas have lots of cheese inside.
And after Zita had a squeaky clean shower before we watched our detective program.
And before we went to very fast asleep.
Because we had a busy day.
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