July 23rd, 1888
Fletcher,
I'll be perfectly content to land wherever, as long a there's a little bit of land to go with it. I could go back to rehabilitation if it's too far for the zoo. I would hate to take you too far from you adoring family after all. We'll see, we have time to figure it out.
You're probably right, I'm still sore, but it's getting better. I promise I'm resting, Mother. It's about all I can do these days. I'm going to be fine though, I promise. The worst of it is already over and I don't plan on visiting any countries with crocodiles in the near future. All will be well, you'll see.
Affectionately,
Eavan
Eavan
