Good mornings beautiful Toppy. I tap to you just as great big breakfasts are sizzling away down there in the kitchen little girl… I usually like the smell of eggs, but all I can smell are blasted sausages and bacon sizzling away, and the smell is making my stomach turn. I saw a pack of twelve big fat awful blasted sausages in the fridge last night, along with a pack of eight thin ones, I do not have to guess who will be gobbling the pack of twelve down. My poor Mum and little sister will have two of the thin ones each, and the rest will be gobbled down tomorrow morning with half a loaf of bread, and a pot of soup by odd thingy. I was so hungry last evening, I tried to eat a bowl of potato and leek soup, but was choking away after just a few spoonfuls, and I carried on being ill after I went downstairs with Molly to see my poor Mum last night. I was in the downstairs bathroom for over an hour, much to odd thingies anger. I got into bed very late, as I thought I might choke, but was still awake around the same time as I was yesterday, so that was three evenings on the trot that I have choked on my food, a quiche, two soft rolls, and the soup from last evening. I also choked on my medication, and then again when I took another lot… I just cannot understand it little girl, odd thingy can swallow half a wildebeest with a pound of spuds, dopey me chokes on leeks. I fed Percy and George, who have both eaten more in a week than I have in a month, no wonder my steps are down, and when I had let George out with a big lump of ham, and given poor Percy some more food, I got back up here out of the way. When I went back down to make some tea, I had to let poor Percy out, and when I took my poor Mum’s tea into one of the rooms for her, there was odd thingy, snorting away, and waiting for me to get out of the way again. There was so much muttering, chuntering, and complaining the other week when I took Tiddles to the vet on a Monday, because we got in odd thingies chomping, slurping, snorting way, I had to change the next appointment to a Tuesday. I do not like going there on a Tuesday, because I took Charlie there on a Tuesday so she could have her horrible cowardly pain taken away. However, odd thingy decided to go trundling down to the doctors next week, and is going on Tuesday. I do not care if it jumps up and down slapping its legs as that evil old ogre used to do when he could not get his own way, I am not getting out of its snorting way. It is bound to be at the same time, but I do not care, Tiddles is going for her appointment, I just hope that it rains as much as it did three weeks ago, I will need cooling down by then, as odd thingy is going to start complaining as soon as it opens two of its odd eyes on Tuesday morning. 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