Good morning beautiful TopTops. I am so sorry about yesterday little girl, I have only just realised when I went to go onto Charlie’s page, and your page was still open… I did tap out a load of stuff to you, but I thought that I had sent it. I told Charlie that as I had finished tapping out to you, Molly started with her high-pitched, ear-splitting wowings, and if that was not bad enough, someone came BANG-BANG-BANGING on the big scary old door. Ten times they BANG-BANG-BANGED, and they did it as loudly as they possibly could, and the big scary old door is just about at the beginning of this room. I had cut it, and should have pasted it into your page, but all that happened in between, and I got so angry that I forgot… sorry little girl. Molly got so bad with her wailings yesterday, I had to put her downstairs in the kitchen, but I could not leave her down there for long, and went back down for her. There was a big scary thundering old thunderstorm yesterday, with lots of scary old rain, it was raining beforehand, but the storm did not start until after I had been downstairs in the late afternoon. I was worried about poor Percy and George, but there was no way that I could go down there to look out there into the garden, as I could have been trampled on, run over, barged out of the way, squashed up against a wall, and snorted at. I could not look until last evening when I was allowed back down there to get Molly’s food and my soup, and I did not see either of them. I was just about to get out of the way once more, when George came howling at the garden doors, but because something was waiting for me to get out of its snorting, growling way, I only had time to throw out one big lump of ham. I was glad to see she was okay, but there was no sign of poor Percy. I had another horrible night little girl, and did not want to get up this morning when I woke up, but I did, then went to feed Percy and George. Poor Percy ran in as soon as I opened the garden doors, but as usual, George stayed out there howling until her food was ready. I gave them both a good feed, let George out with a big lump of ham, and gave Percy his usual second feed before getting up here out of the way again. I had to get out of the way again when I went to make some coffee, and left poor Percy with a saucerful of biscuits… I am hoping that he is not shoved out before midday. Another thundering old thunderstorm will be here this afternoon, I like it, as it is nice and dark, and that mini swamp-witching thing is terrified of thunder, one big bang, and it keeps its great big toothless, black-toothed cakehole shut. We do you 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.