Dearest Diary,
I realize that I have brought to you many occasions for celebration in weeks past, however, another is upon us this day. Today marks the 10th birthday of a most beloved hound and faithful companion. Lady Pigeon has been a sort of best friend, though most reserve such a title for men alone. Nevertheless, she has been this woman's best friend for nearly 10 years. For it was only a matter of fortnights later that she came to live with me. Some believe her to be quite small still though I can assure you that she was no bigger than my hand at the time. Her body even smaller than her head. And as she pranced through the lengthening grass, her legs were barely long enough to lift her belly off the ground. Neither of us has grown much since such a time. She is perhaps a perfect companion (despite an occasional bad temper, but I fear I am also prone to such faults).
As for the Sunday services, I was pleased to see a few familiar faces I had not seen in some time, though the occasion for greetings was made difficult by the number of parishioners in attendance. Lunch inevitably followed and a celebratory dinner at the Tower View estate. Lady Pigeon was elated to ride in the phaeton and get a bit of sport with the tiny animals along the perimeter of the house.
A new series of lectures begins at the University this week. I am to journey to the coastal regions at the earliest sign of morning...
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