Our brave little friend. I had an awful night little girl, I was awake so early, and I tried to get back to sleep, but I was so hot and sweaty, that I could not. I even had the new not so scary old fan on, but it did not help, I was so out of breath, and cannot seem to work out why. It was nice and cold when I walked into town, but everything changed as I went into the big shoppy place. As usual I was in everyone's way, I forgot things, including a plant that I was supposed to buy Charlie, as it is three and a half years since I laid her to rest in the garden that she so loves. Oh I remembered to get my dopey daft self, but I forgot Dettol, those nutty cornflaky things that I like, and a few other things that I cannot remember. When I got back here, I got up here out of the ogresses way, and went out for some things that I had forgotten... when I opened the big scary old door, the Burmese cat was there, and she was cold, starving, and wet. There was some chicken breast in the fridge that we had forgotten about, and she ate the whole packet of that, with some cat food and some pork. When I got back from getting some of the stuff that I had forgotten, I went into the kitchen, and was allowed a nice long cuddle from the Burmese cat... she was purring loudly, and knitting on my fingers. I gave her a chance, and let her stay in, just hoping that she would not go exploring the cupboards, which she did not. She almost made my poor Mum fall over though, so she had to go out. She was in for over three hours, but I could not feed any of the other cats... I hope that I can do that tomorrow. When I went down to the kitchen for my rolls, someone decide to let off more fireworks, it will probably be like that every evening until the end of the month, and they will still probably carry on for a few more months. 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