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Day 17
Today didn't start very well. Turns out our ponies have been stolen, so now we have to WALK. Arrgggh... the bunion on my right foot is hurting already, just at the thought of it. The innkeeper managed to buy a replacement pony in the village, but it's skinny and looks a little lame. It bit me when I was pointing out those facts to Sam. I hate that pony, but Sam seems fond of it. Oh well. At least we haven't got to carry the heaviest of the baggage.
Strider is going to lead us out of Bree. I'm not sure I trust him, but Frodo's dead set on having him with us. This trip is turning into a disaster, what with those Black Riders and everything. But hey ho... guess we've got to see it through.
The highlight of the the day was when Sam lobbed an apple at the ex-owner of our new pony, and hit him in the head. WAHAHAHAHAHA, we had a good laugh over that. Better go now, Strider is shouting at me to hurry up. We've got another another 5 miles to go before sundown.
Wonder where Gandalf has got to?
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The original and best Mel B
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