Good morning Top Tops. It stayed quiet out there until a couple of hours into the evening, and then the snorting, the grunting, and the giggling started. And when we thought that it had all stopped, that mini swamp-witching thing came waddling out into the smelly old swamp a couple of hours before midnight and started screaming, shouting, and squawking, and then the swamp things came staggering out. I used to keep a bat in here in case the old ogre tried to hit my poor Mum again, but I would gleefully use it on them. It has been almost every day now for two months, and soon I am going to snap. I was cheerful for a while yesterday, as I was playing with Molly… I hid from her behind a bag of new pillows, and she just had to come across to investigate, I saw one of her little paws under the bad. I gently tapped her paw with the cardboard tube, and she went absolutely potty. She seemed to be so angry that I had tricked her, and she made me laugh so much that I was crying, just as I do when I play with Charlie. I said something to Molly that stopped me laughing though… I said, "I love playing with you Charlie; you always make me cry with laughter." The words just came out, and I could not laugh anymore. I felt guilty laughing like that, but I could not help it, it was if I was playing with Charlie again. Those idiots were still out there around midnight, and that mini swamp witching thing was still squawking its big fat head off, I cannot remember when I fell asleep, but I was so tired when I woke up this morning, I could not get out of bed. I fell back to sleep, and when I did wake up, I had overslept by an hour… still, at least it was not as bad as the other morning. The cats were out there in the garden when I got down to the kitchen, but I did feed them yesterday and the day before, I will feed them again tomorrow. I am so tired that I do not know what I am doing today, and I know that those lunatic swampy things will be having yet another party, which will start late this afternoon, and go on way past midnight. Just when I thought that all work had finished on that big old house way over the back there, more sawing and drilling has started again… this has been going on for about six years, it would have been quicker to rebuild the house twice over. Still, maybe the noise will keep those maniacs from coming out into the smelly old swampy swamp, but I doubt it. I will try to come back on here this evening little girl, but if I cannot, I will be back 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