Dearest Diary,
This evening brings a heavy heart concerning Lady Pigeon. She is not at all herself this evening and it's no wonder with such a drastic change in her existence. I suspect, however that it is more probably she has made dinner of a frog. Such has happened before and while I hope it is not the case, I seem to remember a similar reaction. Nevertheless, the hound has taken to abnormal breathing coupled with a certain whimper and tremble. I pray it is nothing to cause great concern. However, if you happen to find me absent at the morning hymn-sing, it is possible I have gone to fetch a medic on the matter.
Or quite possibly I have done the same for my own condition. Although it has not worsened in the course of the day, neither has it improved. Nevertheless I shall do all within my power to not neglect such obligations in the morning.
I shall very much hope to see you on the morrow...
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