June 12th, 1888
Eavan,
I imagine you've got your hands full with the animals and keeping them calm. If there's something that we can brew here that you think may help, let me know. I'm sure a large owl could get things to you in small amounts if needed. Perhaps calming droughts?
You'll be glad to know that I got about six hours of sleep last night. I probably would have gotten more but Tink's been feeling a bit unloved I think since I've been spending so much time at the hospital. When I didn't wake up to feed her when she wanted, she started chewing on my pillow. While I was using it. Needless to say, she'll be getting an evening spent with me to appease her.
Yours,
Fletcher
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