Good morning Toppy. One of those greedy fat pig-eons knocked the big bucket of seed out of the tree last Sunday with its big fat feathery arshe, and there was no sign of any of them after that. Yesterday when I fed the cats, I filled the bucket up, and put it back in the tree, and the far greedy odd things were back out there again when I went down to the kitchen just before midday yesterday. Two more fat odd things came around late yesterday afternoon, so the bucket will be empty by now. Why the greedy fat things assume that I put the food out just for them, I do not know… they peck at the poor little squirrels, and chase the other little birds away, it is them I put the food out there for. Where do they go when there is no food out there in the gardens, and why they cannot stay there, I do not know. It was horribly hot yesterday little girl, and it is the same this morning, if only we could have a lot of rain as we had at the beginning of last month. I was looking at the news this morning, and there was something from a horrible odd rag of a newspaper saying that there is a lot more rotten odd stinking hot weather for everyone to enjoy. How would a rotten odd rag of a newspaper know that everyone enjoys the rotten odd sun, I certainly do not, I hate the rotten odd bubbling thing, and a lot more people do as well. It is a horrible biased odd rag of a paper, and it is one of the reasons that I do not read newspapers anymore, only the ogress does. There was not much noise from the smelly old swampy swamp yesterday, but what did come out of it, was not normal at all. That mini swamp-witching thing came waddling out looking for someone, and it shouted half of their name, and screamed the rest… I do not know how the crazy fat thing knows that I hate loud noises, but it does. It has suddenly come over all dark, maybe we are going to have some much-needed rain after all, I do hope so anyway. I ordered Molly and Tiddles a toy pollock stuffed with catnip the day before yesterday, and they came last evening, they both went potty, and Molly has not seemed to like catnip until now. The shopping that I ordered is coming today little girl, and it sounds as if the scary old lorry is out there now. 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