Good morning beautiful TopTops. I had been wanting to give Molly’s tray a thoroughly good scrubbing for a while, and I only got a chance to do so yesterday. I was hungry, and I bought some crumpets when I went into town the other day, hoping to be allowed to eat them with my poor Mum and little sister the following day, but of course, that was not allowed to happen. I had a choice yesterday, Molly’s tray, or eat some crumpets, and I chose Molly’s tray. It was just as well really, as the two big tubs of butter that I had only bought last Saturday had almost all been gobbled down… I could not believe it, I cannot have anything. Apart from that, I think that yesterday was a good day, I cannot remember much, except having to get out of the way as usual. I can remember taking Molly downstairs to see my poor Mum last night, then of course, having to get out of the way yet again. I cannot remember getting into bed, and I do not even know if I had a good night… I woke up early this mornings, but managed to get back to sleep, and overslept by aboot ten minutes. I fed Percy and George, let George out with a big lumpings of ham, and left Percy down there in the kitchen for as long as I could. I had to put poor Percy out when I went back down there to the kitchen to make the coffee, as muttering and grumblings would have started. Sunday means more gobblings than ever for a certain odd thingy, huge breakfasts, even huger dinners, and something else rather huge to slap down this evening. Dopey daft me has to wait until until this evening for something to eat, and even then, I will be having to get out of the way as quickly as I possibly can. Of course, I had to get out of the way as soon as I had made the coffee, I looked outside for poor Percy beforehand, but he had disappeared. I cannot think of anything else to tell you little girl, I could not think of anything else to tell Charlie either. We do love you Topsy, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX