Good morning beautiful Toppy. It was a nice day yesterday little girl, I had the big window open, and the birdsong was beautiful… though that evil old swamp-witches dogs were yapping and jumping at the big old fence a lot. I am not sure if I heard the squawking’s of that three-headed mini swamp-witching thing though, I do not think I have heard it since it was waddling around the stinking old smelly swamp the other day doing something. I have no idea what it was, but something shouted "NO, NO, YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO #@?$%£* DO THAT" and then it was dragged squawking and wailing back into the smelly old swamping pitty thing. Molly is after a poor old spider in the hallway, I do not want her to get the poor thing, though if that evil old ogre used to see one, he would stamp his great big feet on them, rather than picking them up and putting them outside, as I did. Of course, I was called a wimp, a big sissy, a weed, and a big girls blouse, whatever that means. I do not know what kind of night I had little girl, it took ages for me to fall asleep, I was awake during the night, and very early this morning, but managed to get back off to sleep. I woke up a few minutes early this morning, and fed Percy and George… she has got through most of that big boxy packety thing of ham that I bought the day before yesterday. I am glad that something told me to buy an extra pack though, as I gave those fox cubs quite a bit the other day, and if I had not, there would only be two and a half boxes left now, as Percy and George had a lot this morning. I let George out with a big lump of ham, and gave poor Percy two saucerfuls, I am hoping that he is not shoved out, as it looks as if it is going to rain. After I had made coffee this morning, I had to get out of odd thingies snorting, gobbling way. I managed to get a few biscuits beforehand, as I was very hungry, and I am hoping that it goes trundling off to work today, but with it being another bank-holiday, I am not so sure. Either way, it will be just sat there in the kitchen on Charlie’s chair, waiting for my poor Mum to cook it a side of pork, beef, wildebeest, or something like that, then it will hopefully go trundling off to work for another great big feed. It forgot itself one day, and accidentally gloated at my poor Mum and little sister that it had shovelled down a great big pile of fish and chips at work… though it still gobbled down a gargantuan dinner, and something else after that. Percy has had two saucers of ham, four packets of food, and two strips of that salmony yogurty things this morning, which is more than I will get today. I will have a cheese and onion quiche with a potatoey waffley thingy this evening, and I will be full. It has come over even darker, but the beautiful little birds are still singing away, with a couple of blackbirds in the background… it sounds so beautiful little girl. Hopefully, I will be able to tell you lots of nice things tomorrow, but if I do not hear the big scary old door being slammed as hard as possible about half an hoor before midday, today will not be a very nice day at all. 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