Day Six Hundred and Ninety Four

Miss Pancake 

We had a nice quiet day today.

My friend Zita is feeling nearly a bit better but she was a bit too sleepy to go to the farm.

So I took Niamh instead. 

And when I got home Zita and I sat together on the comfy sofa looking at her computer. I had a nice nap. 

Niamh was very busy in the basement. She had even more from far away meetings. 

After Craig found my first lunch he tried to put some extra treats in his pocket.

But he could not.

Because the pocket was not there.

Because he put his T-shirt on wrong again.

Because I was so busy minding my friend Zita I was not there to help him. Oh dear. 

I am way too busy. It is known.

After he put it on the right way, he had some of Mister Kettleman’s little pancakes for his lunch.

And they were made from potatoes. I got some very crispy edges.

Then when Zita made her coffee we had a very lovely bagel. It was from that nice Mister Kettleman too.

Then I was minding my friend Zita, while she was having her relax. 

You have to have lots of relaxes if you get caught by a nasty cold. 

And her computer told us that another one of our ladies got a medal.

And it is a very nice medal.

She got it because she could jump as high as a tree.

She had to run as fast as could be, and then with a giant long stick get all the way into the sky, and right over other very high in the air sticks. 

And she did not even knock one down. That is how you win that game. My goodness.

I do not know why those people do this. 

I think fast swimming is more fun. Ha.

I saw a man running very fast and then that stick broke, and he fell right down on his bottom. 

My goodness. 

And he did not even fall on the soft place. Too bad for him.

Zita and Craig had delicious own made chillis for dinner.