Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was a bit better than the other days have been little girl, though I still felt very low. At least poor Percy was still in when I went down there to the kitchen, but I cannot remember if I got a cuddle from him before I put him out. It was supposed to rain again, but that did not happen, which meant that the swamp things were out there in the stinky old swamp, cackling, bellowing, chanting, and squawking. I am so sick of their stinking voices, it is supposed to rain today, but it will be just the same as yesterday. I was so hungry when I went down to the kitchen late yesterday afternoon, I got some mushroom soup ready for the evening, but almost choked on the first couple of spoonfuls. Molly has been wanting to stay down there in the kitchen lately on an evening, so I had left her curled up by Charlie’s chair near the washing machine. I went back down for her a couple of times, but she wanted to stay down there, though I had to bring her back up with me last night, as we both had to get out the way. I was so tired that I had almost fallen asleep in this chair yesterday afternoon, and seeing as I had eaten, I was hoping for a good nights sleep last night. Of course, that was not going to happen, and I had yet another awful night, where I was waking up every hour. I was awake early again this morning, fed Percy and George, and had got out of the way as quickly as I could. I had to do the same when I went back down to make the coffee, as when I took my poor Mum’s coffee into one of the rooms for her, something was already sat there, waiting for me to get out of her way. I have not seen Molly since I got back up here, but she has to be somewhere in here, she will appear when she wants some biscuits. I love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XXXXX