Miss Pancake
My goodness me.
Last night Craig put a stick into his nose, and it said that he got the sick too. Oh dear.
But he is not so sick as Zita was. He is just too tired sick.
But this morning when I got in the bed I woke him up with my waggly tail.
He said that now he has bruises all over himself.
But that is not even a bit very true. Too bad for him.
Then I helped him put on his brand new socks. Ha.
I was a big help. He told me so.
Then Craig and Zita and I had a relax in the living room and looked out the window at the whole lovely world.
I saw my own picture on Craig’s computer. My goodness.
Craig’s friend Mister Len puts up pictures of the lovely dogs in his neighbourhood.
But he reads my stories, so he is my friend too.
And it was a picture of me with my favourite stick. Ha.
Craig says that now I am famous. My goodness me.
My friend Niamh stayed at Kathy’s house last night. So the sick would not catch her too.
And Kathy went to the grocery store to get us of food so we do not starve away.
Another of our ladies got even another lovely medal.
And she got it because she could lift very very heavy giant doughnuts to right over her head.
And not get squished.
Or drop them on her feet.
My goodness she must be very strong. My goodness me.
Our ladies are getting so many lovely medals.
They must be very happy. And tired too.
And then another lady got a medal for kicking people and not getting kicked.
And they do this on a very soft rug. So nobody gets too hurt.
I have two very comfy rugs.
And one is right under the dining room table.
If something falls down onto the rug it is mine. That is our rule. Ha.
Before dinnertime I took Niamh on a very long, nice walk all around my streets.
But she did not eat here because she had to make sure Tyler had some dinner too.
We had a very delicious pie made with eggs inside. Kathy found it at the nice grocery store.
Then we went and watched a new detective program.
In our comfy den. On the comfy sofa.
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