Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was terrible little girl, it was so hot, much too hot for mid September. That evil old trolloping swamp-witch let her dogs bark and bark all day, the wide-legged old tart knows that it annoys me, all loud noises do because of my brain injury, and that is why the gigantically-reared old slappering moose does it. At least I was able to go downstairs yesterday afternoon without the fear of being flattened by the ogress, she was at work. Because it was so hot, I had yet another uncomfortable night little girl, I got onto the bed late last night with the big window open, and the new not so scary old fan on full, but I was still hot. I woke up during the night, and had somehow managed to get into bed, but it was much to early to get up, and I fell back asleep. When I woke again, I had overslept by twenty minutes, but I still did not want to get up. I did though, as poor Percy was waiting to be fed, along with George. I heard poor Percy crying out yesterday because odd George was attacking him… no matter where he goes in the gardens to settle down, she will want to get there, and will go for him if he does not move. I gave them both a good feed, and of course, George was first to finish, so before she tried to get poor Percy’s food, I got the turkey ham from the fridge, I shared the last six slices between them, gave George hers, but as I was breaking up poor Percy’s three slices, George had already finished hers, and wanted more. Percy left a couple of bits, so when I let him out, I gave them to George, and then tried to get her to go out… she did not want to go though, so I had to carry her to the garden doors. When I had done that, I washed up, and got back up here out of the ogresses snorting way. I had to get out of her way when I went back downstairs to make some tea as well. Right now, she will be marching up and down the hallway waiting for the poor delivery bloke to bring the shopping that I have ordered… she just happened to be earwigging when I reminded my poor Mum. At least I will be getting some Vimto this week, the past two weeks when I have gone into town to buy some, I have had to get so much blasted meat, I have not had room for it. At least when I go into town this week, I can buy what I want… a big box of catfood, rolls, cheese, and something else. I should not have to buy anything else. We do love you Topsy, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much too you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX