Good morning beautiful TopTops. It was a lot cooler than usual yesterday little girl, and apart from some barking from the evil old swamp-witches dogs, a lot quieter too… well, until a couple of hours before midnight when that mini swamp-witching thing escaped from the rundown shack. Squawking, screaming, snorting, grunting, and screeching it was there at the big old fence, but it was soon recaptured, and dragged off wailing and screaming back to their odd place. I went down there to the kitchen five times after I was on here to Charlie and you yesterday little girl, and I got in the ogresses snorting way three of those times… I was probably in her way the other two times as well, but I do not know about that. I was so tired when I got on the bed last night, and I must have fallen asleep as soon as I got into bed, and I had a really good nights sleep for a change. When I woke up this morning, I had overslept by almost half an hour, and would have liked to have stayed there for another half an hour, but Percy and George were waiting to be fed, so I got up. Molly came to meet me as I got dressed, and as I staggered off down there to the kitchen, I could hear George wailing out there in the gardens. When I opened the garden doors, poor Percy came galloping in, and George cake galloping after. I gave them two packets of food with a load of biscuits each, and when they had finished that, I gave them some sliced chicken slices… poor Percy even ate some. When they had finished that, I opened the garden doors to let them out, and poor Percy went out, but George stayed there looking at me until she saw that I was taking the rest of the chicken outside for Percy and her. She soon came galloping out, and I left the chicken out there for the two of them. When I got back inside, I washed up, and got back up here out of the way, as I did not want to be getting in the ogresses way yet again. For some unknown reason, I did not have to get out of the ogresses snorting way when I went back down there to the kitchen to make some tea, it most have something to do with the moon and the stars, or something, but I cannot see the same thing happening at midday. I should be back on here to Charlie and you tomorrow little girl, but if I am not, it will be for a good reason. That evil old trolloping swamp-witch has just let her dogs out to bark and jump at the big old fence, the same place where that deranged mini swamp-witching thing was squawking, jumping, screaming, and barking at late last night, it must be a family thing. 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