Miss Pancake
Craig said that I have to tell you about last night.
I did not want to, because I got in to a bit of a lot of trouble.
When Zita came home from the too much of everything store she had tasty treats for our party tonight.
Even lots of cheese.
And some of those cheeses were in a bag on the kitchen floor. Right beside my own nose.
And I could smell that lovely cheese. Especially that white and blue delicious one.
And just like that, the whole cheese was in my mouth, and I was in my side yard when Zita came back in and saw me. Oh dear.
And she did not even care that it was cheese from France and I am from France too. Oh my goodness me.
Then I was in trouble. And she told my whole family told that I ate that lovely cheese.
And that was not true. I only ate the pointy bit.
But maybe the were teeth holes all over that cheese. Oh well.
So we will not have as many different cheeses for our party guests.
That is why Craig said I had to tell all my friends who read my very lovely story. Oh well.
And this morning when it was breakfast time Zita said maybe I was too full up with delicious cheese to want breakfast.
That was not a so nice thing to say.
But Zita found my breakfast any way. That was good.
Then we went for our good morning walk. And it was a very beautiful day outside. So we has a very nice walk all over;
Then we all went to work.
Except for Craig.
Before lunchtime my friend Mister Gary came for a visit, and nobody told him about the cheese. That was good.
Zita and I did not go to work this afternoon.
Because we were too busy getting everything all ready for Emmet’s big party.
Zita and the fast car went shopping for the party and I stayed here.
Because Niamh was at her outside office so I had to mind her.
And when her work was all over we put up a giant sign, just for my friend Emmet.
And Niamh and Sach and I filled the refrigerator up to the top with treats.
And even a big cold box full of wines and beers. My goodness.
We were very busy being getting ready for everybody.
And I was the table guard.
That is my best job.
And Mister Tony is going to make us lots and lots of his very most delicious pizzas.
And that is what we are going to have for our party dinner. Ha.
But I cannot tell Craig so much of my story tonight because, I will be way too busy being the very best hostess.
So I well tell everybody all about the party tomorrow. Cross my heart.
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