Day Eight Hundred and Fifty One

Miss Pancake 

I could not tell everybody my own story yesterday.

Because my friend Craig was so sick he did not get out of bed all day.

Even when I gave him lots of kisses, he did not get up. 

So he could not get all awake to write my story for me. 

Because a nasty cold caught him.

Maybe when I was at our farm, because I did not see it.

Or I would have chased it all away.

And he only had a very very little bit of toast for his dinner. 

But I got some for being his helper.

And last night Zita went to fast asleep on the comfy living room sofa.

Because Craig was coughing a lot.

I stayed with her in the living room. All night.

To make sure that nasty cold did not catch her. Ha. 

But his morning he was nearly a bit all better. 

But he was too tired to go to the farm with Zita and me this morning. Oh dear.

So the fast car just took us. 

But it was very very messy at the farm again. 

Because it is not so cold, so everything is just messy and all cold and melty.

I went right into the bathtub, so I feet would not be all salty.

But I was still as soggy as could be. 

So I went into the kitchen to get all dry and Craig kept me company. 

And Zita and I made the kitchen neat and tidy.

Because it was a bit way too messy after all our parties. 

Today is a brand new year and we did not even see it come into our house.

Because we were all fast fast asleep. 

But Emmet and Alice were awake and they said Happy New Year to us.

But Niamh was very busy having a maybe very big party at Tyler’s. Too bad for her. 

And my friends the Badgers did not get home until after I was all awake. 

And as soon as they got in, Festis held the from door open, and Furrgus ran and opened the side door.

You have to do this, to let the old year out of the house. 

Because today is Hogmanay. Colonel Dugal told us. 

And we have to watch out for the First Footer. 

But I do not know what it is. 

But they could not explain.

Because they all had nasty headaches too, but they were not sick like Craig. Oh dear.

So they went downstairs to sleep, all together on Emmet’s bed. My goodness. I hoped they asked him. 

Zita took them big glasses of fizzy water. 

But they were already fast asleep, so she left them on the table.

I had a very nice nap too. 

We had cheesie toasties for our dinner.

Because Craig’s tummy said toasties were enough. 

I even got a big piece of cheese, just for me. 

Then we watched the detective in England.The one who has the very nice car.

And we went to bed early.

So Craig would not be sick at all tomorrow. Ha.