Day Two Thousand and Seventy Nine

Miss Pancake 

​My goodness, what a day.

I was so busy. My goodness.

When Zita and I looked out the watching window this morning, we could not even see our pond.

Because there was a real snowing storm. Everywhere.

And when we went to get Niamh we nearly got stuck on my own street. 

Zita said that I was going to pull the car, but we got away, but the fast car got away all by itself.

And when we brought Niamh home, right away we had to go to visit my doctor. 

But when we got on the fast road the car in front of us went all round and round.

Zita said it did not have do not get stuck tires. That is silly. 

So we went on the slow road instead.

But it took a very long time to get to my hospital. 

And I had to watch for those round and round cars. My goodness. 

And my doctor gave me the same medicine that Poppy had. 

Maybe it is only for Bouviers medicine. Maybe.

Niamh had to go downtown for a meeting, even in the way too much snow.

Craig had a squeaky clean shower when we got home, because Miss Janet was going to be here today.

But she could not come today.

Because there was way too much snow even for her brand new truck. My goodness.

But Craig was still all clean. That was good. 

There was so much snow that Mister Fred was all covered up. My goodness. 

Zita had to go downstairs to move everything away in that room.

So the men can make it all ready for that new warm the house machine. 

When Craig had his another coffee he had some of his Scotsman cookies. 

And they were not round cookies, because they were long cookies. 

I got the tasty ends. Ha. 

Mister Lyndon and his throwing away the snow machine cleaned our sidewalk, and our driveway too. 

We had baby sausages for our dinner. 

And after Zita and I moved the too much snow from my side yard, it was detective time for us. 

That was good, because I was very tired.

Going to my hospital always makes me tired. It is known.