Good morning beautiful TopTops. I am sorry that I did not come on here yesterday little girl, but I was feeling so depressed, and could not think of anything to tell Charlie and you, I could not remember anything that had happened the day before. I remembered that it was raining for most of the day before yesterday, and that I could not even go down there to the kitchen to see if poor Percy was okay, thanks to the ogress, but that is about it. I have ordered a wooden kennelly cathouse thingy to put out there in the garden for Percy and George to get in when it is cold, it is even heated, and it is big enough for two, and should be here in the next few weeks… as it is coming from yee-haw-land. I do hope that George does not assume that I have bought it for her, she has already shoved poor Percy from his nests by the garden doors, under the trees, and over there by the big old gates. It was a horrible day yesterday little girl, I could not go out, I could not go downstairs, and there was nothing to watch on telly except a load of old rubbish, or dopey sports… which is also a load of old rubbish, as I detest horse racing, or any stupid sporty thing involving poor animals. Molly had the hump with me for some reason, and was even humpier with me last night, as I had to give her her flea treatment. She struggled free, back-clawed a load of skin worm my wrist, went galloping up,the hallway, flew up the stairs, ran in here, and his over there by all those boxes I have for her. I was allowed to stroke her when I got on the bed to read last night, but all I got was one of those posh snorts, and she turned her head the other way. I had another uncomfortable night, and Molly got her own back on me by standing on me and waking me this morning. I had overslept by ten minutes, so I got up, got dressed, and went down there to the kitchen to feed poor Percy and George. There was another great big pile of stuff just slung down there by the garden doors, and I was not going to take it out there to the bins, as it was pouring down. When I had eventually opened the garden doors, poor Percy came galloping in with George skidding around the corner a few seconds later. I gave them their food with a handful of biscuits each, and then went to wash my hands in the downstairs bathroom… but big surprise, I was shoved out of the way by a snorting, charging ogress, at that time of the morning too. I was not very happy, and went back into the kitchen out of her way, only to find George was almost finished. I gave her some ham, then Percy, and when George had finished, I let her back out. Percy had jumped onto Charlie’s chair by the scary old washing machine, so I picked him up, and laid him down on the laundry bag… I then washed up, and got back up here before I got in the ogresses snorting way yet again. Of course, I had to get out of her way when I went back down there to the kitchen to make some tea, and she was charging down the hallway just as I had gotten sat down here. She will be trundling off to work soon… at least I hope so, the nasty old scary wind is getting up again, and it is raining. I have just ordered almost £250 worth of shopping to be delivered next week, with just six bottles of Vimto of all that shopping for dopey daft me me… so I should not have to buy anything but what I want when I go into town next week. However, I shall believe that when I am going into town to buy just catfood, cat biscuits, and rolls. I do not feel as depressed as I was yesterday little girl, which is surprising really, seeing as I had to get out of the ogresses snorting way as soon as I had got up this morning. We love you so much Topsy, we do love you little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX