Good morning Toppy. I managed to feed Percy and George yesterday, but I could not feed the Burmese cat and Jenny... there was no sign of Salem or Jack. When the ogress came crashing through the big scary old door, my poor Mum was able to feed the Burmese cat and Jenny - the poor Burmese cat had not had anything to eat since Sunday. I overslept by nearly forty-five minutes this morning, and it was still far to dark for me to look out into the garden for the cats, it was still to dark to draw the curtains when I went back down to the kitchen to make some coffee. Of course, I cannot go back down there until the ogress has gone out, she is down there now slurping down some soup, and crunching down some toast. I have to go out for a check up tomorrow little girl, I am dreading it, and I feel so bad that I am going to have to get onto a nasty old smelly scary bus. If I am awake very early in the morning, I might be able to come on here to Charlie and you, and I do not know if I will be well enough to come on here tomorrow evening... I feel better right now, but I usually start to feel ill again in the afternoon. 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