Good morning Toppy. It was a lot cooler yesterday, even my hands were cold, and it still has not rained… I wonder when those lying odd weathering people are going to get it right, and I wonder when health and safety are going to allow us to have a good old-fashioned thundering thunderstorm again. When I got into bed last night, I had a headache, but I was hoping thing I would have a good nights sleep. I do not know yet if I had a good sleep, I am very tired though, and I still had that headache when I got up this morning. Percy and Jenny were cuddled up out there in the garden when I got down to the kitchen this morning, but there was no sign of the Burmese cat anywhere. When I went back down to the kitchen to make some coffee, Percy and Jenny were still there, I shall feed them when the ogress goes trundling off out, and I do hope that the Burmese cat is out there. I have heard George wailing like a wolf, if only I could hear the Burmese cat, I do hope that the evil old swamp-witch has not done something with her. I was not given a chance to get out of the ogresses way this morning, I was barged out of the way, and I dare not go back down there until just before midday. Mind you, if I heard the Burmese cat crying out there, I would go down there to feed her… I do not care if I was snorted at; I would just have to be careful if I heard the sound of approaching thundering hooves as I went down the hallway. I thought that my rotten odd headache was going away, but I can feel it coming back, I am sorry little girl, but I cannot think of anything else to say. I will try to get on here this evening, but seeing as I have had trouble this morning, I do not know. 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