Chapter Four, Page Nine

Quite a lot of Binky today. The tiny old one seems to be feeling peckish. He is always grumpy, but I fear his skin is bothering him to no end and this always puts him out of sorts. My person's spirits, however, continue to improve. She has been returning from wagon trips with a strange smell of orange dirt and person-puppy sweat. It hurts my pride to think she is enjoying some sort of game without me, but I remind myself that anything that pleases her can only be good for the morale of the kingdom.