Our brave little girl. I managed to get down to the kitchen a little earlier today, and there was the usual stuff to go out there to the bins. When I opened the garden doors, Percy and Jenny came galloping in, the Burmese cat was wowing on top of the shed, and George came skidding up out of nowhere, as usual. When I had been to the bins, I lifter the Burmese cat down, and she and George went galloping into the kitchen. I opened seven packets of something in gravy for them... five for Percy, Jenny, and George, and two for the Burmese cat, and they were all very hungry. I cannot remember if I looked for Jack or not, but had he been waiting at his little waiting place, I am sure that he would have jumped down as soon as I went out there into the garden. The food was soon gobbled down, which was a good job, as the ogress was waiting for me to get out of the way so that she could go out. The Burmese cat did not want to go out, but she cannot stay in... as soon as the big scary old kitchen door would be shut, she would be into everything that she could. Molly came out of her nest after about six hours, and was sick all over the place about two hours ago. 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