June 15th, 1706
I've been thinking about Todd a lot these days. I've included an entry from my old diary in an attempt to keep the memory fresh.
The good news, the man's hangover was gone. The bad news, there
was now a frog sitting on my table.
Well, that wasn't supposed to happen. I watched the frog-that-was-
once-a-man stumble around as he got acquainted with his new
body. ...