Good morning beautiful Topsy. It was another noisy afternoon, evening, and night thanks to those evil odd swampy things little girl, and of course, I had yet another restless night. I was awake very early this morning, but managed to get back off to sleep, as I was far too tired and cold to get up. When I woke up again, I had overslept, but only by a few minutes, so I got up and went down to the kitchen to feed poor Percy and George. As usual, there was a load of stuff to go out there to the bins, and when I opened the garden doors, Percy and George came running in, almost knocking me over. When I got back inside, I gave them both a couple of packets of food with biscuits, and when they had finished, I had to let them both out. I have been letting poor Percy stay in because it is cold, and I have been giving him more food… but he has been jumping on to the counter top by the big scary old kitchen door. He could get up to anything there, and I do not want him to be clambering all over the big old oven, so he will have to go back out into the garden until he can behave himself. I was expecting those evil old swamping things to let their dog out to jump at the big old fence and bark, but to my surprise, it was not let out… they were probably still snoring away in their filthy odd pits, as their dog has only been let out in the past hour or so. I have to go into town again to get more food the day after tomorrow little girl, so I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you… it was bad enough the day before yesterday, it should be even worse when I go there next. The more I get, the more the ogress seems to slap down… I carried two great big heavy bags of spuds in a bag over my shoulder the day before yesterday, and carried four big heavy bags of stuff as well, the spuds are almost gone, and I was going to ask if I could have some. It is a wonder that she has not gobbled down the blue cheese that I bought myself, she is not supposed to have cheese, eggs, or chocolate, but she has been slapping down the chocolates that I bought my poor Mum for Mother's Day. She was also walloping down the eggs that I bought for my egg salad rolls, but seeing as that nasty odd doctor told me that I had to stop eating eggs, there has not been so many. I was allowed to buy 24 the day before yesterday, but they will probably be gone by now. I also managed to get my poor Mum a Sunday roast for tomorrow when I went out at the beginning of last week, but the ogress will probably have most of that to herself tomorrow as well. 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