Good morning beautiful Toppy. Yesterday was another beautiful day little girl, the birdsong was beautiful, it was nice and cold, and it was blissfully quiet… until just before midday, when that deranged mini swamp-witching thing was let loose. I was going to close the big window, but thankfully, that big cakeholed mini swamp-witching thing must have been recaptured, and dragged back to their odd compound, as the rest of the day was quiet. I cannot tap down much this morning little girl, as I sliced open my finger yesterday… odd thingy had got a weird tin of carrots, and it needed to be opened by hand. Odd thingy would not do it, and I was not going to have my poor Mum or little sister doing so, so dopey daft me did it. It was awkward, but I managed to do it, but I had to put the nasty old sharp tinny thing somewhere safe, so I put it inside a soup tin. That is when I cut my finger open, and it would not stop bleeding, there was blood everywhere, but I managed to get a plaster on. By last night, blood had soaked through, so I had to change it again, and I cannot remember getting into bed… but I think that I had a good night. I fed Percy and George this morning, and left Percy in the kitchen after I had let George out, and he wanted to go out when I went down to make some coffee. I had to change the plaster again, and my finger was still pouring with blood… when I had managed to get a plaster on, I made the coffee, then I had to get out of odd thingies way. I am finding it difficult to tap out to Charlie and you this morning little girl, so I shall have to leave it here. 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