Good morning beautiful Topsy. It is seventeen years ago today that your beautiful little Katie was cruelly taken from us, and dopey daft me was far to tired yesterday to remember to buy her a plant… even though I was stood right near them. It has been a weird couple of days little girl, I can just about remember it being quiet the day before yesterday, apart from that evil old swamp-witches dogs barking anyway. I was awake very early again yesterday morning, and I did not want to get up, but I did. It was much to early to feed Percy and George, and when I did go into the kitchen to feed them, there was another great big pile of stuff to take out there to the bins. When I had finally taken everything out, I gave Percy and George a good feed, and when they had finished, I let them back out, washed up, and got back up here out of the way. When I left here to go into town, poor Percy came running up to me, so I had to bring him inside so that he did not follow me. I only had to go to the big old shoppy place, but I still had to get a load of shopping, and as I was staggering back here with it, poor Percy came to meet me again. I had to let him in with me, I do not know if there were any complaints, and I do not care, poor Percy has nowhere else to go. I let him back out at the garden doors, put the shopping away, and then got back up here out of the way. I was looking for a delivery last evening, and when I opened the big scary old door, poor Percy was there, and wanted to come in as it had just started raining… of course, I could not let him in, as there would have been moaning. When I opened the garden doors, George came galloping in, but I could not let her stay in either. I felt so guilty because they had to stay out, and I was glad to see them both this morning… I had had a good nights sleep, and overslept by about fifteen minutes. When I opened the garden doors, just poor Percy ran in, it was raining heavily, I went out there to call for George, and she came galloping along out of nowhere. I gave them both a good feed, with turkey ham, and they almost ate everything, poor Percy left some ham. I had trouble getting George to go out, but when I had, I washed up, and got back up here out of the way. The terrible noises that those rotten stinking swamp things have been making have begun to effect my poor Mum again little girl, even though they have been kind of quiet for the past week. I might not be on here to Charlie and you tomorrow little girl, but I will try to get on here. 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