Good morning beautiful Topsy. It was another terrible, swamp thing ruining day yesterday little girl, we did have some rain, but that did not even clear the air… and then, just after I had got up here with Molly's food and my rolls, I heard some strange noises. At first, I could not quite work out what it was, it sounded like a deranged gorilla laughing uncontrollably, and then I realised that it was that evil old mothering swamp-witches even eviler, nuttier, three-armed buck-toothed, lantern-jawed, fat-tongued son. Strangely enough, I have heard the same type of laugh over the past few weeks, way over the back there where that dog barks uncontrollably for hours at a time, and then out there in the lane the week before last. It was different fat-tongued odd humans, but the same type of truly nutty laughing… no human thingy in their right mind can laugh like that, what dopey human would shout their stupid laugh, and of course, it was being done deliberately. It got to me so much, I wished that I had a couple of grenades that I could have lobbed at them, making sure that poor Percy, George, and their dogs were safe of course. Even that deranged mini swamp-witching thing was squawking along with them, and they were out there swilling down moonshine, puffing and blowing away on stinking odd cigarettes, and making as much noise as they could until it was well gone midnight. If any other household in this once beautifully peaceful neighbourhood made even as half the racket that those inbred lunatics do, something would be done about it, but those mutated, inbred, fat-tongued lunatics seem to be able to get away with murder… which they did with all of those poor cats. I tried to go to sleep last night, but I kept waking up, I had an awful night, and was awake ten minutes after I was supposed to get up. I fed Percy and George, and then as usual, got out of the ogresses snorting way… and now something else is beginning to annoy me. Apart from the evil old slagging swamp-witches dogs barking and jumping at the fence, and some idiot keeping on squeezing a squeaky toy, that barking dog from over the back there has been barking nonstop for about an hour, and the way I feel right now, I think that I am going to blow at any moment. We do love you Top Tops, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX