Day Nine Hundred and Ninety Two

Miss Pancake 

I had a very busy day this morning.

Because today is the day that Zita is taking professor Jill to far away England, before she go to see everybody in Ireland.

But I was a very little bit upset, because when Zita is not here I have to mind everybody all by myself. My goodness me.

That is a very important job. 

Before lunchtime Zita had a squeaky clean shower, because you do not want to be all smelly on an aeroplane.

When I went on the aeroplanes I smelled just like a beautiful flower. 

All the aeroplane ladies told me. Ha.

Craig did not have a sleep in either, so I helped him with Mister Aidan’s tasty scones.

But I think Mister Aidan is sad today, because his hockey team lost again. Oh dear.

After lunch Zita and I went to Tyler’s apartment and found Niamh and brought her back to our house. 

I was very glad to see her. 

Miss Sally went to the beach yesterday. 

She did not go by herself, cousin Ciara went there too. 

And it was Zita’s very most favourite beach. My goodness me.

Maybe Zita will go there with Auntie Eileen. And have some beers. Maybe.

Then Niamh and I took Zita to find Professor Jill and them take them to our own aeroport. My goodness me. 

But when we got there, my goodness me, the aeroplane was broken. Maybe it did not have its fast tires on. 

So we came home. 

And when we got home my friend Sach came to visit me.

Because she was having a sad day. 

Dogs are the very best thing for sad days. 

That is why she came here, so I could make her happy.

And then Tarryn came here so too. 

So we had pizzas. And Zita got ice creams and chocolates. 

You always have ice creams and chocolates when you are sad with your friends. It is the rule. 

So then we had a big together pizza and ice cream dinnertime.

Zita went to have an after dinner nap. But not for so long.

Because they found a not even a little bit broken aeroplane for her. Ha.

So we went back to the aeroport so Zita and Professor Jill could go to far away London. 

But another aeroplane is going to take Zita to Dublin. 

Because that is where all our relatives live. They do not live in London. 

Because that is where the King lives. My goodness me. 

And when we got home it was past my bedtime. 

So we went to bed. 

But my friend Zita was not here for me to mind and keep toasty warm. It was only Craig.