Our brave little friend. I was late getting down to the kitchen to feed the cats little girl, and when I had cleared away yet more bottles and cardboard from the garden doors, I opened them, and was almost trampled on by Percy, Jenny, and George as the came barging in. When I went to the bins, I looked out for the Burmese cat and Jack, but there was no sign of them anywhere. I was as quiet as I could be out there, but I was still heard, and that big old dog from that shouty slammy old house was let out to bark and bark at me... it made me jump, but I managed to stop myself from swearing at it. When I got back into the kitchen, there was a load of tins to go out to the bins as well, I felt like throwing them in, but put them in as quietly as I could. Six packets of food I opened onto the big plate, and shook a few biscuits that Tiddles had left on top, put it down, and the big plate was being licked clean in a few minutes... it is a good job that I found the food that I bought Molly that she did not want, or they would have had nothing. Some lunatic has been racing its scary old noisy bike up and down the big scary old road all day, that has been annoying. There has been a few great big cakehole's, but apart from that, it has been nice and quiet again. I have to go into town early tomorrow little girl, and when I get back, I have to go out to another part of town... so I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you in the morning, but I will be back tomorrow night just as daft, and just as dopey as usual. We do love you Top Top, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXXX