Good morning beautiful Topsy. We had some rain the day before yesterday little girl, and then in the late afternoon, the beautiful peace was shattered by the great big cakehole of one of those mutated mini swamp-witching things. It was running around the smelly old swamp screaming, squawking, screeching, and shouting for help… then I heard was the evil old mother swamp-witch cackling, and then it went all quiet again. If that blasted big cakeholed thing was screaming for help, I do not think that anyone around here would help it, not after what it and its rotten odd inbred family have put us all through with their fourteen hour blasted parties, and their twelve hour jabbering, screaming, and squawking sessions out there in the smelly old stinking swamp. I had another restless night the night before last little girl, and yet again, I was awake very, very early yesterday morning. I fed Percy and George when it had got light, but even though it was very early, I still had to get out of the way. When I had got back up here to Molly, I heard my poor Mum in the hallway, so I went back downstairs to see if she was okay… she was, so I made the tea early. It did not matter that it was early though, when I took my poor Mum's tea into one of the rooms for her, there was the ogress waiting for me to get out of her way so that she could go thundering down the hallway. Before I went into town, I was given a list for some shopping to get so that the ogress did not have to go out. All I wanted to buy in town was some Vimto for me, some teabags, biscuits for Molly, and food for Percy and George, but there was so much to get that I could not fit the Vimto into be backpack, and I could not have carried the cat food… I had to buy more blasted bacon, and eight pork chops, which were all walloped down yesterday. I did not want to go into town again this week, but I have to now, as I have to get the cat food and some bottles of drink for my dopey self… that is if I do not have to bring back more blasted meat for the ogress and my little sister to wallop down. It was a peaceful afternoon and evening again, but that was soon ruined when I went downstairs for Molly's food and my rolls last evening, I turned the kitchen lights on, and that mini swamp-witching thing started with its big cakehole again. It did stop when I turned the lights off, and thankfully there was no more trouble, though I think that there will be some big cakeholing today… the swamp things yapping dogs have already been making a lot of noise, barking at the wind, and what have you. 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