Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was another nice cool day little girl, though when I went down there to the kitchen just before midday, I had to get out of odd thingies snorting way much quicker than usual, even after letting poor Percy out. When I went back down there for my soup last evening, that big cakeholed, moronic, mutated mini swamp-witching thing started with its great big squawking cakehole, and when I got back up here, it got worse. A tribe-load of flat-headed, toothless, two-nosed, three-armed, straw-chomping, black-toothed swamp-things came trundling out there into the stinking odd swamp, and they had brought their great big putrid cakeholes with them. Cackling away amongst them all, was that gigantically-reared, wide-legged, eighteen-chinned, evil old swamp-witch, and everything kicked off just as I sat down to eat my soup, the noise was terrible. Every time something said something, the cackling old trollop cackled away like it was gurgling stones, and it went on and on and on until I eventually had to close the big window. I thought that it would have eased off when I had to get out of odd thingies way, and get back up here from taking Molly down to see my poor Mum, but it just got worse and worse. I laid there on the bed reading until I do not know when, and I had a terrible night. I kept waking up, and was awake at the same time as I was yesterday and the day before, and I did not feel good at all. I fed Percy and George, gave George some ham when I let her out, gave Percy a saucer of ham with salmon, then got back up here before I was run down by an odd thingy. To make matters worse, that evil old trolloping swamp-witch let those yapping dogs out just after I had got back up here from making the coffee. They have not stopped barking and jumping at the big old fence since, and there is a squawking kid there as well, that will not shut its great big wailing cakehole either… it looks as if today is going to be an awful day little girl. I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you tomorrow little girl, as I have to go into town to buy more blasted food for odd thingy to gobble down the most of, but I am going to get my dopey daft head shaved again first. I will be back on here the day after though little girl, and I should have a lot more to tell you. 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