Good morning beautiful Toppy. The day before yesterday was absolutely terrible little girl, that squawking mutated things great big cakehole was going, the evil old swamp-witches dogs were barking and barking, and their smoke-alarm was going off every ten minutes. It has been doing so for a while now, I am sure that the gigantically-reared, twenty-two chinned old trollop burns things on purpose, as their odd alarm is very loud, and very annoying. Then the big cakeholes started again, great big bellowing cakeholes, the type that made me want to do illegal things with a dawn-off shotgun. Thankfully, it eventually quietened down, but it seemed to get hotter and hotter, and of course, I had a horrible night, and was awake very, very early yesterday morning. I had to put out another great pile of odd thingery stuff, but I managed to fed poor Percy and George, and was all set to leave here as early as I could. Of course, that was not allowed to happen, it was very late when I left here, and I did not get to the barbers until much later than I usually do. When I had finished there, the long walk into town was awful, and I was glad to get to the big old shoppy place, as it was nice and cool in there. Of course, I had to get a great pile of stuff to be gobbled down, including blasted sausages, blasted bacon, and mushrooms for someone’s gigantic breakfast on Sunday. I was only able to get four tins of soup, two pieces of blue cheese, some crisps, and two bottles of Vimto for myself, as everything else was mostly for odd thingy to gobble down. I did manage to get a big box of catfood, but I forgot to get poor Percy’s salmony yogurty thingy again. I did not get back here until about an hour before midday, and I was being waited on to get out of the way, but I came up here for Molly before I put the shopping away. When I had put the shopping away, up here I had to get out of odd thingies snorting way, and when I went back down just before midday, I had to get out of odd thingies snorting way again. I choked on some cheese and crisps late yesterday afternoon, and when I went back down there yesterday evening, someone had gobbled down a whole pack of twelve thing blasted sausages… it was a wonder the mushrooms were still there. That is why I hate bringing them and mushrooms back, I once bought myself some mushrooms, left them in the fridge, and they had been washed, cooked, and gobbled down by the time that I went back down there in the afternoon. Everything that I buy for myself is grabbed and gobbled down, I thought that was all over and done with when the old ogre went, but it has just been carried on with, and it is really getting dopey daft me down. I had a better sleep last night, but was still awake early this morning. I fed poor Percy and George, gave them ham, and got out of odd thingies way before I was smashed into one of the walls. I had to get out of odd thingies way when I went back down to make the coffee, and all of the beautiful birdsong has suddenly stopped, all I can hear is some grinning odd human sawing down more beautiful trees… I hope one has a nest of nasty old angry wasps in it. 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. XXXXXX