I made a most distressful discovery this morning. Gartho's protective cellophane was not on his head when I awoke! It is unknown how long he has been unprotected and I fear my new nemesis has taken him. I replaced the cellophane on his head and he recoiled from its touch -- a sign that there is a ghost in him! I shall watch him carefully throughout the day.
Oh, terrible, terrible day. Nurse Edna again. What shall I do?