Ripped Diary Page

"It's been 17 days since the blasted beast stormed me camp, snatched me up like a keg o’ ale, and hauled me off to his stinkin’ cave. Thought I’d be dinner, but the great lizard just drops meat at me feet and watches. Every time I try to leave he goes all ferocious and mean… like I’m some pet or prisoner. Either way, I ain't sharin’ me ale with ‘im and I'll get back to me darling Susy."