Good morning Toppy. I had an awful night the night before last, and I was awake very early again yesterday... but at least I remembered to look out there into the garden when I got down to the kitchen, and was able to feed those poor cats. I had to leave George until last, as she would have vacuumed the lot up, and when she came in, she took absolutely ages to eat to packets of food with a big pile of biscuits. I was feeling very low when I left here to go to the place that I had to go, and as I had crossed the nasty old scary road, and walked along a bit, I got a call to tell me that the girl that I was seeing, could not make it because she was not well. When I got back here, I just got back up here, changed, and sat down feeling even more down than I had felt before. When I went down to the kitchen just before midday, George was howling at the garden doors, and it was only then that I realised that she had only been fed once so far this week, so I let her in. While she was eating, I hung four coconutty birdfood thingies out there on the big old tree, and had a look to see if the big bucket had any seed in it. There was only a little bit in there, so I brought the big bucket in to fill it up... in went some nuts, and I filled the rest of it with seeds, it made me feel a bit better, but that did not last for long. The bucket had only been out there for a few minutes, and those greedy fat selfish thieving cooing pig-eons arrived to shovel down as much as they could get into their fat greedy orangey beaks. I do not know how they know, but I would like to slap them around their greedy odd faces, and have their greedy odd beaks spin around to the back of their greedy odd heads... just like what happened to Daffy Duck. The rest of the afternoon and evening they had to be chased away, and when I got down to the kitchen this morning to make some coffee, another fat greedy odd thing was making its beady-eyed way to the bucket. When I eventually get down to the kitchen just before midday, another herd of the greedy odd things will probably arrive... just to annoy dopey daft me. I doubt that I will have enough time to feed the cats before I have to get back up here out of the way, I would go out, but I cannot even do that because I have stomachache, but maybe Molly will want to play soon. We do love you Toppy, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX