Good morning little girl. Thankfully, it was a lot cooler yesterday, but I still had to have the fan turned on, and with the telly turned up, it just about managed to drown out the squawking’s of that moronic lunatic from over there at the stinking odd swamp. When I went down to the kitchen late yesterday afternoon, something was already waiting for me to get out of its way so that it could go out and get a great big pile of chicken and chips to shovel down. I had to make do with a small piece of blue cheese and a few crisps, but at least I did not choke on them as I had done the evening before, and the one before that. Molly had wanted to stay down in the kitchen, she wants to lay beside Charlie’s chair by the washing machine. I went back down there a couple of times to see how she was, but she wanted to stay there, and did so until I brought her back up here last night, and she was not too happy about that. Last night was much better, and think I had a good sleep, I woke up on time this morning, and felt a bit better than I have been feeling lately. I fed Percy and George, gave them ham, then got back up here to Molly, who has the hump with me yet again. I gave Percy another packet of food when I went back down to make some coffee, but I had to get out of the way as quickly as I could, because as usual, something was waiting for me to get out their way. It is very dark this morning, and it is supposed to be raining, but of course it is not, and I have just heard that big mouthed lunatic out there in the swamp. It would be so nice if there was a sudden thunderstorm, with torrential rain, hailstones the size of tennis balls, and forked lightning that would last for at least three hours, but that will not happen. The blasted thing is right there at the fence, making as much noise as it can, it looks like another rotten day. I do love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I do miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX