Our brave little friend. I managed to feed the Burmese cat, Percy, Jenny, and George just before midday... and the Burmese cat had already eaten two packets of Sheba duck in jelly when she came galloping in when the ogress came back. I thought that the ogress would have come crashing through the big scary old door as I went past, but she got back not long before I went down to the kitchen. When they had finished the food, Percy did not want to go out, but it was such a nice day, I put him out... I thought that if it started raining again, he would be able to come in. I cannot remember when it started, but it poured down all afternoon, and when I went back down to the kitchen, I expected to see Percy laying on Molly's chair by the scary old washing machine, but none of the cats had been seen. I might oversleep again in the morning, but I will have a look out there in the garden when I get down to the kitchen in. We love you so much Toppy, we do love you little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX