Good morning beautiful TopTops. Just after that daft bloke who is scared of cats left here yesterday morning, the big shoppy place delivery bloke turned up… he must have got a shock when the big scary old door was yanked open. When I had ordered everything last week, it came to nearly £300, and I was looking forward to not having to bring back bagfuls of meat tomorrow when I went into town, but of course, they did not deliver everything. Dopey daft me has to come staggering back with chicken for odd thingy to gobble down, and more is bound to be added to the list for the blasted thing to chomp down. I asked for two big boxes of battered cod to be delivered, and wanted to try one piece with a few chips tomorrow or the day after, but they were gobbled down yesterday. At least they delivered the things that I usually buy for myself when I go into town, but I did not want to bring back more meat. In fact, I do not think that I will, as the big old freezery thingy is stuffed full, but then again, it will probably all be gobbled down as soon as I get back from town with it. I ordered four great big packs of blasted sausages, but already the backs of necks are already being licked with spotty, toadstool encrusted tongues at the thought of gobbling them down today… I will not be bringing more back tomorrow, I am sick to the back teeth with odd thingies gobblings. After the delivery bloke had left, I had to go down there to the kitchen to put everything away, and when I had done that, odd thingy was sat there waiting for me to get out of its sausage sandwich chomping way. When I went back down there late yesterday afternoon, I was so hungry that I got some soup ready for later, I then had to get out of the way, as something was waiting for it’s third, or forth… probably fifth feed of the day. I looked out there into the garden for poor Percy when I went down there for Molly’s food, water, and my soup last evening, and he was curled up by the garden doors, sheltering from the rain. When I went back down there with Molly last night, he was still there, so I rattled the garden doors to see if he was okay… he moved, and I wanted to let him in, but I could not… odd thingy was waiting for me to get out of its blasted way again. I had another horrible night, and was awake early again this mornings… at least Molly came to greet me as I got dressed, as she had the hump with me because I gave her her flea treatment the other day. When I got down there to the kitchen, I opened the garden doors, and poor Percy flew in, all friendly and clawy… then that little black cat came hissing along, followed by George, who would not come in until I had her food ready. When George had finished, I let her out with a big lump of ham, threw some over there for the little black cat, gave Percy his saucerful of ham, and got back up here before I was flattened by an odd thingy. When I went back down to make the coffee, there it was, waiting for me to get out of its way again, but I took my time, and gave poor Percy a packet of that posh ducky stuff before getting back up here out of its wide-loaded way. I had four of the biggest lumps of pork I could get delivered yesterday… there should be enough in one lump to last three people for two days, but it will all be gone by next weeks Sunday dinnertime. I have to go into town again tomorrow little girl, even though there was a great big pile of shopping that should last a normal family at least two weeks, but will be lucky to last one week delivered yesterday. Seeing as I have to go into town, I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you tomorrow little girl, but I will be back on here the day after. We do love you TopTops, we love you so much little girl, and we do miss you, we miss you so much too you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX