Miss Pancake
We had a very quiet day today.
Because my friend Niamh went to Toronto. On that train.
Because Niamh and Tara are going to listen to some loud music together.
Two different times.
And Niamh is going to sleep there too. My goodness.
I think she will see Mister Charlie and Taylor too. My goodness.
This morning after our walk Zita went to the machines store.
And she found a new clothes cleaner for us. And Niamh too. Ha.
I could not go, because they might put me in one of those machines. Zita told me.
When Craig got up his shoulder was almost all perfect again. That is good.
And when he had his coffee I helped him with the muffins.
Zita did not have a muffin, because she was talking to Auntie Eileen in far away Ireland.
This afternoon the present man brought us a very big box.
And it was from Cousin Mórag, for Festis and Furrgus.
But it was just a bunch of very old dusty books.
But all the badgers were very excited.
Colonel Dugal even woke up.
So they made toasty bagels and jams sandwiches, and went downstairs to their special room.
They did not even come up after dinner.
And it is their Friday night at Miss Irene’s pub. My goodness me.
We had own made rollups for our dinner.
And we had to find a new detective program for us.

















































