Our brave little friend. I was a little late getting down to the kitchen to feed the cats this morning little girl, but when I cleared the cardboard away and opened the garden doors, only the Burmese cat, Percy, and Jenny came galloping in. When I was coming back from the bins, George had come galloping along, and went racing into the kitchen when I opened the garden doors. Each step that I took, one of them was trying to trip me up, it is so hard trying to avoid treading on paws, the old ogre could not be bothered with that, and just went ahead and trod on any paws or tails that were in the way. There was a little bit of food that Molly had left, so I scraped that onto the big plate, and opened four packets of whatever in gravy on top of that. I opened two tins of tuna and salmon for the Burmese cat, added a load of biscuits, put the big plate down, and took the Burmese cat over to the other side of the kitchen so that she could eat in peace. This time I kept an eye on her in case one of them went creeping over to eat her little bit of food. She finished before the others, and went over to see if there was anything on the big plate, but it was just being licked clean. George went galloping off as soon as I opened the garden doors, the others did not really want to go, but I had to put them back out. I just had enough time to wash everything up, and then I had to get out of the way because my little sister wanted to come into the kitchen. I will probably be awake early again tomorrow little girl, so I will look out there for any cats as soon as I get down there to the kitchen... if I remember. 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