Second lineHelmet: not regulationStill here

Trencher Dog

A dog wearing a watermelon rind as a helmet

It was the only thing in the crate that fit. By the time anyone objected I had been photographed in it twice.

Pump.fun X Dex
CA: soon
Field postNo censor marks

Dear whoever opens this,

The helmet is not regulation and I am aware of that. Nobody has taken it from me. I have come to believe that nobody wants to be the one who tries.

It holds up. Rain does not get through it. In August it began to smell and the men stopped standing near me, which improved my working conditions considerably.

The dog standing in a trench at dusk
Enclosed: the trench, about six in the evening.

They keep asking what I am doing here. I have been asking the same question since March and nobody further up has written back to me about it.

Evenings are quiet enough. There is a lamp, there is tea, and there are biscuits that have been described to me as edible. All three are worse than they sound and I would like all three again tomorrow.

The dog at a table in a dugout with a lantern and biscuits
Enclosed: the dugout. That is my cup.

If this reaches anyone at all, I am fine. I would not describe the situation as good, but I would describe myself as fine, and I have thought about the difference more than is useful.

Yours, from the second line,Trencher
The dog in front of a burning treeline
Plate onePast the treeline, evening. I was told to look forward, and I looked forward for a very long time.
The dog behind a trench periscope on the sandbags
Plate twoPeriscope duty, two hours. Nothing came over. That is the correct result and nobody congratulates you for it.
The dog sitting at the controls inside a tank
Plate threeThey sat me at the controls once. Nothing was explained to me. I moved nothing and everyone seemed relieved.
The dog looking out of a shell crater
Plate fourThe hole, afterwards. I was already in it before it was a hole, which is the only reason there are any plates at all.