Day Six Hundred and Ninety Two

Miss Pancake 

We did not go to the farm this morning, because a nasty cold from the aeroplane caught my friend Zita. 

So now she can only have toasts and Irish tea. 

But she went to the drugstore and got some do not cough a lot medicine.

Then she had a very long nice nap on the comfy sofa in our office. 

I stayed with her, because I am her very best nurse. It is known.

At lunchtime I helped Craig with those very tasty very little muffins, then I went back to mind my friend Zita.

So we had a very quiet day today. 

Craig says that sometimes everybody needs a have an all day nap day.

I think that should be a rule. Ha. 

Especially when we have very comfy sofas.  It is true. 

Another of our men got a medal. 

And it was for hitting another man lots of times. Oh dear.

I think the other man said something nasty to him about his family. 

Or maybe even something nasty about his dog. Maybe. 

After lunchtime, when Zita and I went in the kitchen, so she could make a toast, and some tea, Craig told me that we got another very best medal.

For throwing a hammer away. 

I thought that was a silly game. 

What if you need that hammer. My goodness. 

But Craig showed me the pictures, and it is not a real squish your fingers hammer. 

It is just a ball on a rope. 

I had one of those. 

But I chewed that rope all up. 

But that man goes around and around and around and when he lets go, that ball goes as far as could be. 

And nobody else could go around and round as fast as he did. 

So he got that best medal. Good for him.

After my dinner I minded Zita some more. She went back for another nap after her toasts.

Craig made us a very big peanut butter and honey sandwich. 

And it was with the honey from our buzzy bees. That is very delicious honey. 

Zita could not watch the detectives tonight, because of that nasty cold. 

And she did not even sleep in the big bed.

Because she did not want Craig and I to get caught by the nasty cold too. My goodness me.