Good morning beautiful Topsy. When that blasted mini swamp-witching finally shut its big rubbery cakehole yesterday afternoon, and went waddling back inside, the evil old swamp witches dogs were let out… and when they finished barking and jumping at the big old fence, that blasted thing came back out again with its great big cakehole in tow. They kept taking it in turns until the late afternoon, and then everything was nice and quiet. I do not know what happened, but I was so glad of some peace and quiet. I was so tired yesterday, that that is all I can remember, apart from going down there to the kitchen for Molly’s food and my rolls yesterday evening, and I was well knackered by then. I was going to get on to the bed earlier than usual last night, but dopey daft me forgot all about it, and only realised when it was far too late. I need not have bothered, as it took me ages to get off to sleep, and then I kept waking up anyway. It was far to early to get up when I woke up this morning, and thankfully, I managed to get back to sleep, but when I woke up again, I had overslept by fifteen minutes. I did not want to get up then, but the thought of poor Percy and George waiting for their food got me up, and then Molly arrived to settle down where I had been sleeping. When I got down there to the kitchen, poor Percy was already crying when I opened the curtains, and he came rushing in as soon as I opened the garden doors. George came galloping in too, and I opened four packets of food onto two saucers, added a load of biscuits, and gave them their food. When I got back from washing my hands, George was just finishing, but I did not give her any turkey ham this morning. There are only a few slices left, so they can have that tomorrow, and I will bring three packets back with me when I go into town. Because I have to go into town tomorrow, I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you tomorrow little girl, but I will ba back on here the day after, and by then, it will almost be the weekend again. I have to go out four days later as well, as I have to go somewhere three towns away, so I will not be able to come on here then either. I had no trouble getting George to go out this morning, then I washed everything up, and got back up here out of the way. It was already dark when I got up, but it got even darker when I went back down there to the kitchen to make some coffee… but it is always doing that, and hardly rains. It has not this morning though, not long after I got back up here with my coffee, it started raining, and it has not stopped in over two hours. The evil old swamp-witches dogs have only been out there jumping at the big old fence and barking this morning, maybe it will rain all day, and that will keep that moronic, mutated, mini swamp-witching things inside as well, as it is terrified of rain, it always screams and goes running into their smelly old shack whenever it gets caught in the rain… it probably burns it. 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