((The tune of the day))
Dearest (and yet the only) diary of mine,
it was another rainy day in the Shire yesterday, which means that I had to spend the whole morning brushing Silas' coat. He loves mud baths even more than bucking me off to a pond. My effort was in vain though for after I had went inside to take a sip of my already cold tea, Silas was again entirely covered by mud.
