Good morning beautiful TopTops. Yesterday morning and afternoon were good, but after I had been down there to the kitchen late yesterday afternoon, I heard a horrible noise coming from over there at the stinking odd swamp. I could not work out what it was at first, and then I realised that it was, something had given that demonised mini swamp-witching thing a whistle, and the blasted thing was trundling around the stinky swamp blowing the thing. I managed to hold my temper, but last night, after I had taken Molly downstairs to see my poor Mum, and had then gotten out of the way, I had just gotten sat down here, a herd a swamp-things came limping out into the odd swamp like crazed zombies. They started bellowing and chanting, then they stared clapping their big fat nine-fingered hands together, and that is when I had to close the big window… thankfully, that blocked their moronic noise out. When I woke up this morning, Molly did not want to know me, so I just went downstairs to feed poor Percy and George, they had no problem with me. I gave them both a good feed, gave George ham when she went out, gave Percy a saucer of ham then I had to get back up here before I was barged out the way by odd thingy. Molly still did not want to know me, and stayed over there with her back turned to me… I wonder what I have done this time. When I went back down to make the coffee, I had to get out of the way quickly, but Molly still did not want to know me when I got back up here… she still does not, she has not even asked me for any biscuits yet. It is very dark, pouring down, and nice and cool, though I doubt that it will last, it will soon be 180° in the shade again, and squawking things will be back out there in the stinking odd swamp, making our lives unbearable yet again. 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