Good morning beautiful Topsy. The day before yesterday was terrible little girl, those deranged swamp things had a party out there in their smelly old swamping swampy swamp from midday right up to a couple of hours before midnight, and it was absolutely terrible. Screaming, squawking, screeching, cackling, snorting, and wailing along with terrible bongo music that got louder and louder as the day went on. If that was not enough, that old trollop that sounds like a deranged Daffy Duck was laughing like a lunatic. That mini swamp-witching thing was there screaming and wailing, and then they started singing along to the bongo music, they sounded like a poor old wolf that had just been castrated with two bricks, it was awful. It has gotten hotter the past few days, and I had another awful night the night before last little girl, and I have just remembered that I was awake early yesterday morning. I went down to feed Percy and George, and then got back up here out of the way. I was so hot that I was not going to wear my hoodie thingy, but something told me to take it with me when I went into town, and of course, as I got halfway down the lane, it started to rain. The rain got heavier and heavier as I walked into town, but at least it was nice and quiet, well, until I got to that odd freezery place anyway. I could not get what my poor Mum wanted, so I went to the big old shoppy place, but all the sausages there had been grabbed as well. I was not going to get the dopey ones that I got the other week, as the ogress gobble them all down, but I did managed to get a few things, including some noodles. I have not been able to buy them for at least a month, but I could not get any mushroom soup, as that had all been grabbed as well, but I did managed to get Molly some biscuits, so that was okay. When I got back here, I had to order some stuff to be delivered, and managed to get some mushroom soup, though I was only allowed three tins. Some odd humans are just buying the stuff to have at home, I need it to eat, as all I have is a bowl of soup a day. My poor Mum and little sister are only having one meal a day as well, but as for the ogress, well, I think that she has cut down to six meals a day. I have just heard her crashing through the big scary old door, she sounded like a herd of wildebeest, I did not make any noise at all when I got back yesterday… I do not know why she has to make so much noise. 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