Day One Thousand and Eighty Two

Miss Pancake

My goodness me.

Last night I was the smartest dog in the whole world.

When I went into our living room last night, my friend Zita was just there, laying on the floor.

And I thought that maybe she was all broken, so I ran as quick as could be to get Craig.

Because he is a good helper.

But before I got there Zita called me.

And she told me that she was not even a bit all broken.

She was just doing her stretching exercises.

So I gave her lots and lots of kisses. To make sure.

But I lay down right beside her, in case she did not even know that she was broken.

Craig said I was the very smartest minder dog even. Ha. Good for me.

After lunchtime Zita and I brought Niamh back home.

Then I helped her with some important work in our office.

Then we went to get a new music machine for Craig.

This one is not as old as Emmet.

And then Niamh and Tarryn and Cara all went to the hockey game.

And Tyler and Jamie’s team won. My goodness me.

Tonight Craig was a bit too tired, because he was shot.

So we had peanut butter and jams sandwiches right in bed.

And then we watched the detective program with old lady detectives. My goodness me.