Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was another horrible day little girl, it was not as hot as it has been, but that lunatic from the swamp was out there shouting, squawking, screaming, screeching, barking, and snarling at the big fence. If it was not that thing, it was the dogs, it made me so angry and depressed, I think that if I had had a gun, I would have used it on the whole herd of blasted lunatics, though I would not have harmed the dogs. It is not the dogs fault that they are with a family of lunatics. I cannot remember much more about yesterday, as I did not tap anything down, though I can remember the stuff that those idiots did. I stayed out the way as much as I could, as when I went down there to the kitchen, there was something waiting for me to get out of its way so that it could go out. When I went down there last evening, a bloke came banging at the door with more parcels. Molly did not want to come back up here with me, so I left her down there, and came up here with a bit of blue cheese and a few crisps. Of course, I choked on the cheese and crisps, which made me even angrier than those deranged morons had earlier, and the lunatics had not finished yet. When I brought Molly back up here last night, I was just about to get on the bed to read, when that evil old trolloping tart started cackling. It did not take long for that lunatic to start screaming and squawking, and then the dogs started. I put earplugs in, and had the fan turned up full, but I could not shut the window because it was so hot. I had another horrible night, and when I got up this morning, fed Percy and George. I let George out, but poor Percy could only stay in a for while before I had to put him out when I went back down to make the coffee, as it is gobbly chompy day. I had to get out of the way again when I made the coffee, and I will have to do the same again at midday so plates can be washed up. I do love you Toppy, I love you,so much little girl, and I do miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX