Miss Pancake
When we got to our farm it was a very beautiful day.
When I went to look for the farmers in their house they were all gone.
Zita said that they were out being very busy.
So we left, and went to our favourite part of the farm.
We were busy too, practicing our fast running and nice walking.
Very soon our farm will be covered in lots of beautiful plants, even lots of giant corn.
On our way home there was a giant bunny driving a motorcycle.
But Zita said it was only a man pretending to be a bunny.
That is silly.
I thought if that bunny could drive a motorcycle I could get mine own motorcycle.
Because I am much bigger than bunnies. Oh well. Too bad for me.
When we got home I saw all our very beautiful flowers were wide awake too. Ha.
Zita told me that soon even more of our very lovely flowers will be awake too.
That was exciting for me.
Because flowers are my favourite.
But then Zita and I had to go to our office and do our important work.
Craig did not have such a big sleep in today.
And when he had his first coffee he had a tasty full of apples rolled up.
And after he washed his dirty face and looked in the big mirror it was time for my lunch.
People have to look at mirror in the morning so they can remember to be as beautiful as can be.
Even boys.
Niamh has a giant mirror in her bed room.
For my lunch I had my tasty bits, some lovely rice and lots of tasty chicken and Miss Sue’s sprinkles for good dogs.
When I was all full up it was time to go back to work.
Then when our work was all finished we made the house spic and span.
Because Tyler’s parents are going to visit us for Sunday brunch.
And we did not want them to know that Craig is very messy and has computers all over everywhere. Oh dear.
So he dusted everything, even the badgers. Oh my.
Then he hid in the den and I helped Zita, until everything was as neat and tidy as could be.
Now they will not know all about his messes. Ha.
Then Zita and I went back to the farm for our exercise.
When we got home I had my dinner and I helped Craig put the nice plate pillows on the table.
And then everybody had their before our detective program dinners.
I got up on the sofa so Zita would be toasty warm.
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