Good morning Toppy. I have just remembered to put a photo of you on here, I am sorry that it has taken so long, I asked my little sister for photos of you early last year, but I did not get any. I cannot ask her now, as she is not talking to me since she swore at me for daring to go downstairs when I was not supposed to. I had a good sleep last night little girl, and Molly did not wake me this morning, so I overslept by forty-five minutes. She did come galloping over to greet me when I got out of bed, but I still have not had a proper cuddle yet, she is far to busy gazing out of the big window at greedy odd pig-eons. I did not see any cats out there in the garden when I looked this morning, but I did hear George wowing at the garden doors just as I was going to come back up here. I cannot remember looking for cats when I went back down to make some coffee. I would not have been able to feed them anyway, as Molly was with me, and even if she was not, I would not have been able to feed them... I had to get out of the ogresses way as usual. She probably went straight back to bed as soon as I got back up here out of the way, and I cannot go back down there again for at least another ninety minutes, and that is if I am not barged out of the way. There was some beautiful birdsong out there this morning little girl, but the little birds have now been frightened away by big woolly cakehole's out there... I do hope that mini swamp-witching thing is not still over there at swampy towers, it almost drove me up the wall in the summer with its great big squawking cakehole going for fourteen hours almost every day. There is no mistaking that it is that evil old swamp-witches odd granddaughter, it has the same big screeching, wailing, squawking cakehole... I hope that it is not around here today. I hung some coconutty birdfood thingies out there for the little birds yesterday, but the greedy odd pig-eons have a go at them as well, they are not satisfied with thieving the nuts and seed that I put out there. There is a big old garden sweepy broom thingy out there, and I would like to crack one of them on its big fat greedy head with it. This evening, I am dreading little girl... more scary loud fireworks, and big cakehole's. 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