Good morning beautiful Topsy. I have been feeling very low little girl, the tension in this house is like what it was before the ogress made my poor Mum ill with her shouting, slamming of doors, and snortiness. I hope for her sake that it does not happen again, or she will be going out of here… she used to do the same to my poor Mum years ago, yet the old ogre would let her get away with it, and if I complained, it would be all my fault. I would come here to see my poor Mum, and she would be in tears because of the ogress, as soon as I got here, she would go storming off and lock herself in the downstairs bathroom. That old ogre spoilt her, just as he was spoilt when he was a kid… but he carried on spoiling her right into her 30's, and now she knows nothing else except getting her own snorting way. I thought that having a mug of coffee might have cheered me up, it did for a while, but now I feel low again. I managed to feed Percy and George this morning, but as soon as they had finished, I had to let them out again. George never wants to stay in, but poor Percy does, and he did, sometimes for about eight hours… but there were complaints, and now he has to go back out. It is very cold this morning little girl, even with the big window shut, my hands are freezing, but that is the way I like it… in a couple of months, that horrible odd hot weather will be here yet again, and I am already dreading it. I have to go out again tomorrow morning little girl, so I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you, but I will be back the day after. 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