Day Seven Hundred and Sixty Three

Miss Pancake 

Our holiday was all over today, and after our very nice very long visit to our farm, we had to go back to work. Too bad for us.

But our office was toasty warm so I did not mind.

Craig had a sleep in. 

Because he is listening to everything all about the very very long time ago people.

The ones who built pointy buildings as big as little mountains out of giant stones. I did not know why. 

Craig said they did not have any mountains of their own, just lots of lots of sand. Too bad for them.

When it was time for my first lunch I got Scotsman’s biscuits on top of my lunch. 

And Zita went for nice walk up to the busy street. 

When lunchtime was all over Zita and Niamh and I went back to our work.

Zita brought her tea into our office, I just had my after lunch nap, and kept her feet toasty warm. 

When it was time for Craig’s next too much coffee he made his lunchtime sandwich. 

He always makes the same sandwiches, because they are his favourite. 

Peanut butter sandwiches were his father’s favourite too. My goodness. I did not know that. 

Maybe he inherited it. Or maybe they are just very easy to make. 

But they are especially tasty when we have our own buzzy bee’s honey with that peanut butter. 

And sometimes we have raspberries jams that the very nice lady in France sends us.  Ha. 

When Craig was helping me look out the windows we saw that we still have some very beautiful roses flowers. That is good. 

But soon they will be all gone away. 

But when it is all warm again they will come back. 

They go to fast asleep when there is too much snow everywhere. 

Just like all our bears. 

Before our dinner we went for a very nice walk, and we got home before the rain came here.

After dinner Zita went to listen to someone talk all about how to retire.

Because someday Zita is going to be all retired, just like Craig. 

Then we will be able to go to our farm for as long as we want.

Because even when Zita is all retired I will still be her very best helper. 

Because that is my very best job. 

Taking care of my family is my very most favourite job ever. Ha.

Tonight Niamh and Tarryn and made sausages for their dinner. 

I was a big help. They told me so. 

We did not watch any detectives tonight because when Zita got home it was our very nice bedtime.