Bingo Bolger-Baggins, Esqre (bbolger_baggins) wrote,
Bingo Bolger-Baggins, Esqre


Oh dear, I just woke up from one of those dreams again! I was in that tree, eating its leaves, when a huge pair of hands grabbed me. Then I heard the owner of the hands say, "Prisca! Here, catch!" And I was then flung high into the air. But I wasn't worried because in my furry paw, I held an explosive. Then I awoke. Isn't that odd? So unsettling!

But I am, at least, finally settling in nicely here in Hobbiton. Though I still have to be armed careful around mother, Frodo seems finally genuinely glad to be brothers. And a brother is someone you can count on, and is there for you through thick and thin--that's what they say. Of course if I had managed to carry the Ring, he wouldn't have had to go through all that he did; but then if he hadn't, he wouldn't have gotten . . . oh, let's not go there And isn't it wonderful that Trotter's come back too? I'm so pleased. It does add a feeling of continuity to my life. Though I must say, I've been looking a bit pale the last couple of days--I so hope I'm not catching a chill. Last, I checked though, I seemed to have my colour back.

In other news, I couldn't have thought of a more delightful place for that condescending elf I met to be billeted than Sancho's. It makes me almost feel sorry for her. "Almost" being the operative term. And I wonder if I was too hard on that adorably Sam-like opportunist fellow and should have heard him out since I only have an Inkling of what really happened. Me and my temper sometimes, really! though that was kind of fun I wonder if he's remembered his name yet--if indeed he didn't know it. And wouldn't it just be ironic if he and I were closely related? Who knows, really.

And wouldn't you know it? The mushroom pie I made this morning for Frodo and Sam, now that dear Sam is finally eating again--thank goodness, has gone and disappeared from the window sill. I can only hope that some very needy hobbit took it, which is a pity because they just had to ask and I would have given it to them. Oh! It just occurred to me that it might not have been a hobbit at all that took it--it just might have been the work of good old Pete again! I bet that's what happened. I shall just set about making another one presently, or maybe raspberry chocolate crisps. Then perhaps I'll go visiting.

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