Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was not as bad as the day before little girl, but it was still bad. Odd thingy might not have been slamming doors as hard as it possibly could, charging around like a constipated moose, or squawking like a bald eagle with its dangly bits caught on a barbed-wire fence, but you could have still cut the air with a knife. When it had a go at me for not sticking up for it the other day, I said that I was fed up having to get out of its way all the time. Yesterday, it decided to go trundling out about forty minutes before I usually go down there to the kitchen, just before midday. It knew that I would be expecting it to come crashing through the big scary old door just as I was passing with Molly, it is exactly the same thing as the old ogre would do to me as I was passing with Charlie, then I would be in his barging way. Now odd thingy has started doing it as well, knowing full well that it annoys me something rotten. I know that it does not seem much, but getting up at three in the morning to go to work, getting in their way then, and getting in their way when I came home from work twelve to fourteen hours later started to get to me, especially when they were both doing it to me every single day. If that was not bad enough, I was then getting in their way again before I went to bed, and this happened every single day, even when I got up earlier, came home earlier, or went to bed later. The two of them thoroughly enjoyed making my life as miserable as they possibly could, and now that blasted thing has gotten even worse over the past year. It is not content with me staying up here out of its stinking way, it wants me out of the way completely… as long as I still pay the bills, and bring food back for it every week. Anyway, for some strange reason, it did not come crashing through the big scary old door while I was down there in the kitchen. It did not come back until well over an hour later, I do not know what happened, but it will most probably be pulling the same trick again today. Molly woke me this morning by ploughing across the bed, and seeing as it was pointless trying to get back to sleep, I got up to feed Percy and George. I gave them both a good feed, then I let George out with with some ham, and I gave Percy a saucerful with a packet of that posh ducky stuff on top. I have to go into town again tomorrow little girl, so I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you, but I will be back the day after… if nothing else happens with odd thingy between now and then. 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