Good morning beautiful Topsy. For some weird reason, yesterday was not as bad as the other days have been lately… I felt dreadfully depressed yesterday morning, but I felt a lot happier by the afternoon, though I have no idea why. I felt so much happier, that I drank five pints of cider between midday and late yesterday afternoon, and for me, that is a lot, a certain old ogre would have gotten through that lot in just over an hour. I had to have mushroom and stilton soup last evening, as todays dinner was roasting away in the big old oven, and I did not fancy putting a quiche in there with that. Things were not all that happy, I still had to get out of the way last night when I took Molly down to see my poor Mum, but I did have a very good nights sleep… that is probably the reason why I feel so good this morning. I only woke up twice during the night, though I was awake early this morning. I did not get out of bed straight away though, I laid there until about ten minutes before I usually get up, then staggered off down there to the kitchen. Poor Percy came in as soon as I opened the garden doors, but as usual, George was dithering around out there wowing and wailing… she eventually came in, but I had not noticed until I almost fell over her. I gave them both a good feed, followed by loads of ham, and I put George out with more ham. I left poor Percy down there in the kitchen with a saucerful of ham, and a posh ducky thingy on top, then got back up here out of the way before I was flattened by the 06:30 express thingy from Bargington. I went back down there to see if Percy wanted anything else, and I let him out when I went back down there to the kitchen to make some coffee. I am hoping that something is not going to ruin today as it did last week, as this week has been one of the worst. 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