Good morning beautiful TopTops. I had an awful night again little girl, I could not get off to sleep, no matter how hard I tried, and overslept this morning by almost twenty minutes. I fed Percy and George okay, but George ate so quickly, she was on her way over to eat poor Percy’s food before I had finished drying my mug and bowl… I think that she must have just opened her meowhole, and tipped the two packets of food in, it was gone that quickly. I had given her half a box of ham before poor Percy had even finished, and when he had, she flew across the kitchen to gobble down the little bits that he had left, and I had to let her out. I opened a new box for Percy, and threw some out for George, then opened a packet of that posh ducky stuff on top of it. I then got back up here out of the way, just in case I was flattened by a slithering thingy coming out of nowhere. I have to go into town tomorrow again little girl, after all the shopping that I staggered home with last week, then the great pile that odd thingy came back with the day before yesterday, I was sure that I would only be getting a few things. Some soup for myself, four packs of ham for Percy and George, and a big box of catfood… but of course, I have now been told that I have to get more blasted sausages for odd thingy to gobble down on Sunday. That means that even if I come back with forty-eight, I will still have to get more next week. I have also been told to get pasties, I bought some for my poor Mum last year, and they were grabbed and gobbled down quickly… they did not have any last week, and probably will not tomorrow. I hate to think what the blasted list will look like by tomorrow morning, as more tins of cream than ever are being swilled down, but I will refuse to stagger back here with more. It used to be a treat to have a mug of coffee with cream, as I used to mostly buy it for the cats, Salem and Jack would drink a bowl of it each, and the Burmese cat and Jenny loved it as well. However, then a certain odd thingy decided to try it over a year ago, and things have not been the same since, sometimes two tins go in a day, and who has to go without that treat of a mug of coffee with cream, dopey daft me, that is who, yet I am still expected to buy it, and take the empty tins out. Eating everything is sight was bad enough, but now she is swilling down everything too, it is getting beyond a joke little girl, it is like having the old ogre back. Seeing as I have to go I to town tomorrow, I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you, but I will be back the day after, unless I am arrested for pushing two empty tins sideways up somethings big bulbous hooter. We do love you Toppy, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much too you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX