SAVE BARBARO

Even if you don't live in City B, I'm sure you've heard about what happened to Barbaro in the Preakness. I don't even like horses, but this one has limped away with my heart. I am seriously, seriously considering sending a basket of carrots to the horsey hospital.

Love, Fluffy

And now for something completely lame.

Dear Diary,

Were there always this many commercials for air fresheners? How smelly is this country?

So it looks as if I might not have to work with the sea hags anymore. (Did I mention that I work with sea hags?) Never again will I have to explain why I don't want a piece of cake at ten in the morning. For all I care they can roll their seaweed-covered haunches back into the briney deep.

OK, I had more. But I forgot it all.

Love, Fluffy