Good morning brave little Topsy. Something was kicking a rotten odd football against the big old fence for ages yesterday afternoon, and when I went down to the kitchen for my rolls last evening, some giggling and snorting started when I turned the kitchen lights on, but apart from that, it was quiet yesterday. I got into bed late, but I still had an awful night, even with the new not so scary old fan turned on right next to me, and the big window open. I was awake early again little girl, but I was so tired that I fell back to sleep, and overslept by forty minutes. I cannot remember if I saw any cats out there when I looked out there into the garden, but when I went back down to make some coffee, poor Percy was curled up asleep under the other big tree by the big window. I did not see Jenny or George anywhere, and I could not stay out there for long, as I had to get back up here out of the ogresses way. It is very hot this morning little girl, but it has just come over all dark… it was supposed to be raining an hour ago, but of course, it has not yet. I have just had a look, and it says that it should be raining in about an hour, what a big surprise, as it has been saying that since I got up this morning. There is supposed to be a thundering old thunderstorm this evening, but that will probably be cancelled until I go out tomorrow afternoon, then I will be soaked going there and back. As I am so tired, I could not think of much to tell Charlie, and I am the same with you little girl… if I can get back on here this evening, I will try to think of more, but if I cannot, I will be back on here in the morning. We do love you Topsy, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX