I hope this letter finds you well. I just wanted to thank you for lending me the smallest brotherski for these past several weeks. It was very nice while it was around.
Unfortunately, however, I appear to have lost it. Tragically. It was somewhere in section 29 of the Pinhoti Trail. On a forest road, I think. It all happened so quickly; it’s very hard to recall the details. And meat grinders, you know- they are very hard to catch once they have pounced, and then- shoof!– away they go, and there is nothing to be done but stand with mouth agape and watch the dust trail behind.
I truly am sorry. There was very little left to find, really. I will be sending the shabby remains home in a cardboard box, on the airplane. Southwest has the best service, you know. Please be available to collect at the airport.
Otherwise, my hiking trip is going fine. How are you? I hope your summer is going well, and I promise to take better care of your things in the future. Oh, and by the way, I am now out of duct tape. This state park sure is nice, though.
Please send more food.
With much love,