Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was another terrible day for barking’s little girl, if it was not that evil old trollops dogs being let out to bark and jump at the big old fence, it was that big old cigar-chomping dog from over the back there. I have only just remembered that there was two other dogs from over the back there barking as well, including the one that some nasty odd human seems to always be tormenting, it really did my heed in. Still, at least I was able to go downstairs for a few hours yesterday without being snorted at, flattened, or barged out of the way… I soon had to get out of the way late yesterday afternoon though. I so wanted to be able to get into bed earlier than usual last night, as I am so tired, but Molly started wowing and howling to go downstairs to see my poor Mum, so I had to take her. Of course, that meant that I was snorted at, as I was in the ogresses barging way yet again. Even after I had got back up here with Molly, she still carried on wowing, and when I had finally got onto the bed, she decided to get on there as well, and then try to get onto the pillows. I looked at the time just before I laid my heed down, and I was awake again about an hour later, then again, and then again. It was very dark when I woke up,this morning, and I hoped that it was very early when I looked at the time. Of course, it was not very early, I had overslept by fifteen minutes, so I got up,to go and feed Percy and George… at least there was nothing slung down there by the garden doors for me to take out there to the bins. When I opened the garden doors, poor Percy came running in, then George came in, and I got them their food. Poor Percy was so hungry, he finished before George, and that takes some doing. I gave them both some ham, and when that had gone, I let them back out, and got back up here before the ogress came thundering along. I had to get out of her way when I went back downstairs to make some tea, and I shall have to do the same again when I go back downstairs just before midday… at least she will be at work again tomorrow. She should be there on Friday as well, but she decided against that, as four hours a week is too much as it is. We love you Topsy, we love you so much little girl, and we miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX