Our brave little friend. Today has been a funny old day little girl... nice and cool, not very noisy, and Molly has been full of mischief. I had to put her in prison for a while because she decided to climb up the net curtains, and decided to use the bottom of the bed as a scratching post. I could only feed Percy, Jenny, and George today, there was no sign of the Burmese cat or Jack, and I kept looking for them. I think that we only fed the Burmese cat three times this week, but I made sure that she had double helpings when we did see her, and she had a load of sliced chicken breast as well. I think that Jack only came around once, I shall have to check my notes to see. I thought that the evil old swamp-witch would somehow manage to keep the Burmese cat in... she has probably let her out now, and she will be cold and hungry. I am going into town tomorrow morning little girl, so I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you, I am going to see a friend of mine as well, but I should be back on here tomorrow evening. I should be awake early again in the morning little girl, and I will look out there into the garden for the Burmese cat when I get down to the kitchen. We do love you Toppy, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX