Day Seven Hundred and Forty One

Miss Pancake 

After we had our breakfasts we did not go to the farm this morning.

Because it was a bit too rainy.

So we went to our office because it was the back to work Monday.

Last night my friend Niamh sent us pictures. Right from that aeroplane.

And there was only big rivers and rocks and trees, but there were not any fast roads anywhere. My goodness. 

Or even houses. 

When Craig got up and had his coffees he had a little muffin too.

But I could not help him, because I was too busy helping Zita. Too bad for me.

When we were finished it was not raining at all, so we went to our farm. That was a very good idea. 

And when we got back I only had a little bit of time for my lunch before I had to go back to our important work. My goodness me. 

Craig showed me the magic map, and I saw that Niamh was with all her way way up north friends.

They are the people who were here before all the other people were here. 

Maybe there are dogs who were here before all the other dogs. 

Maybe like Poppy’s friends Jamie and Zorro. 

Maybe 

All the Bouvier dogs, like me, came here from far away France, a long time ago.

But we did not come here such a long long long time ago. My goodness me no. 

Zita had a tasty apple rollup for her afternoon snack, but it was too big, so Craig helped her.

And then I helped Craig. Ha. That was a good snack time. 

When our work was all done it was a nice time to go to the farm. So we did.

And I practiced my very fast running. 

Then when we were slow walking we saw my corns, and they were still growing very tall.

Then it was time to go home for our dinner. 

Pretty soon the farmers will take all our corns and put them in the giant barns for my friends the cows. 

Maybe they will have popped corns.

Lots of times we have popped corns when we watch our detective program. 

We watched our ghosts detective program tonight.