Good morning beautiful Toppy. We had yet another nice day yesterday little girl, although I cannot remember much about it… but if odd thingy had started anything, I am sure I would remember, as my dopey daft heed would still be rattling around from doors being slammed. There are a few things that I can remember, like George howling out there in the garden, I gave her nearly a full packet of ham, and but she still kept howling. There was nothing wrong with her, I looked, and all she did was whirr at me, and she me her teeth, which always makes me smile. I can also remember eating my quiche with a potatoey waffley thingy, but I can only remember that because it is repeating on me something awful. I somehow managed to get it piping hot, which is baffling me, as I do not know how this has happened, as just lately, they have been coming out of the big old oven half-cooked. After I had taken Molly down to see my poor Mum last night, and had then gotten out of the way, I got into bed, as I was so tired. I do not know if I had a good night though, as I cannot remember a thing… I do not even know if I was awake during the night, there is something there, but that is it. This morning, I was awake at the time I should be getting up, and Molly came to greet me as I opened the curtains, and then I staggered off downstairs. Poor Percy came in as soon as I opened the garden doors, and to my surprise, George came barging in as well. I gave them both a good feed, with loads more ham for George, and another big lump when I let her out. I broke some ham up onto a saucer for poor Percy, and opened a packet of that posh ducky stuff on top of it. As he was eating that, I got back up here before I was run down by some kind of wild steam-rollery thingy. I went back down to see if poor Percy was okay, and he was curled up asleep, and he was still asleep when I went back down to make the coffee. I had to move him though, as my poor Mum came into the kitchen, and wanted to sit down… though he was soon back there when my poor Mum stood up. I had to get back up here after I had taken my poor Mum’s coffee into one of the rooms, because as usual, odd thingy was waiting for me to get out of the way. I am hoping that it will go trundling off out soon, but will probably be waiting for me to get out of the way when I go back down there to the kitchen just before midday. Oh well little girl, it will soon be back at work… I do hope so anyway, as it has been stuck here for more than 100 days already, and it had the cheek to complain when I had to move back here after I had that terrible heed injury. We do love you TopTops, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX