Good morning beautiful Topsy. The past three days have not been to good for calming me down little girl, the day before yesterday I was all angry and wound up, and poor Tiddles has to go back to the vet on Monday for another check-up. Yesterday loads of things went wrong for me, from me not being allowed to take my money out of the bank, to being caught in the middles of what felt like a stampede with hundreds of muttering, barging odd humans in a horrible old shop. Then I had to go into town, and when I left the big shoppy place, I got a thoroughly good soaking, and when I got back here, it stopped, and that rotten odd sun came out. I was okayish this morning, until the ogress started banging and banging down there in the kitchen, right under our room… she could go anywhere in the house to break Tiddles biscuits up, but no, she chooses to do it right underneath here, knowing full well that loud noises annoy dopey daft me. If that was not enough, some big-mouthed idiot has come along with its great big bellowing cakehole, and is shouting out there in the lane… I hate loud noise as it is, but after being angered by the ogress, I am even worse. I hope that the rest of the day is a lot calmer, or I am going to blow my top again. 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