Saturday, 29 March 2025

Day Nine Hundred and Forty One

Miss Pancake



Oh my goodness me. 

When I got up from my comfy bed, Zita opened the side door and just like that there was lots of snow all over everywhere. 

When we looked out the windows in the living room I saw that poor Mister Fred was all covered in snow again.  



Miss Alexa was right. My goodness.

There was all the time snow last night. 

So we sat in the living room and Zita talked to her mother and father. They were in their house in way far away Ireland. 

But not where Emmet lives, or cousin Lucy and Auntie Eileen, or cousin Emma, or cousin Ciara and Miss Sally live.



My family lives all over everywhere in Ireland. But not in Donegal.

Because Zita says nobody lives in that place. Because of the too much wind. 

She said you have to have wings to live there. Oh well. 

After a while Professor Jill came for a visit and some treats and coffees.

Craig did not get up until it was my lunch time.

Because he was very tired, because we had a very sad time.

And sad times make you very tired. 

That is why I got up on the bed to keep him company and his feet toasty warm. 

That is a very good job for me.

After I had my lunch Craig went in den and we had a very lovely muffin. 

Then it was just the right time for Zita and I to go to the farm.

Because the fast car had to get all that snow taken off.

Because it cannot see where it is going when it is covered in snow.

So when it was a clean we all went to the farm. 

And I had a very very good time.

Because I was doing my fast running in the brand new snow.



So we stayed there for a long time.

But then there was a puppy, who was not a good listener. 

And it wanted to grab Zita’s fluffy gloves. 

And it jumped up on her. That was not so polite at all. 

So told it to go home. Very loudly. 

The lady came up, but she did not know about dogs. 

So Zita took me back to the fast car,  before I forgot I was a very polite dog. Ha.

When I got home I was full of snow, so I went into the bathtub to get lovely warm toes. Ha. 

Then Zita went outside to move some of the too much snow away. 

And after a little while it was everybody's  dinner time. 

We had pastas, so I got some pastas cheese. Ha.

Then it was our detective time. 

And we had even more apple pie. Ha.

Then it was our bedtime again.

Because we have a bedtime every night. 

It is our best rule. 


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