Good morning beautiful Topsy. I thought that there was going to be another family orgy over there at the stinking odd swamp yesterday little girl, but there was just those dogs barking all morning, afternoon, evening, and night. A few other dogs joined in now and again, which made it even more annoying, but at least there was no drunken cackling from the evil old swamp-witch, and no terrible squawky singing from assorted drunken old trollops. I had a bit of blue cheese and a few crisps last evening little girl, as it was too hot for soup… that, and a few biscuits are all I had, I think that Molly had more than I did. That is why I have been getting all wound up and angry lately with something stuffing its great greedy chops as much as it can all day long, just sitting there waiting for my poor Mum or my little sister to feed it. It is actually worse for me now, than when it was when the evil old ogre was here. I could have a proper meal four times in the week, unless the old ogre came crashing through the big scary old door and caught me, then I would have to go without. I had to make do with buttered rolls at weekends, and then I had to be careful, that is when I started to have hardboiled eggs and salad with the rolls… but the evil old ogre soon found out, and started gobbling down the eggs, tomatoes, and cucumber as well. Molly was in one of her wowy moods last night, and wanted to go back downstairs when I brought her up here last night. I took her back down there one last time, though of course, there was something waiting for me to get out of the way. I carried Molly back up here, and had just got sat down here, when I heard something that sounded like a very large, nasty old scary train thundering down the hallway. I had another restless night, was awake four times, and woke up early again this morning. I gave Percy and George a good feed, though George ate most of Percy’s, as well as her own. I let George out with ham, but she went bounding off down the garden, then I gave Percy his other saucer of food, and got back up here out the way before I was barged out of the way by something very large and snorty. When I went back doon to make the coffee, poor Percy wanted more food. As usual, something was already waiting for me to get out of its early morning, snorting way, but I managed to give Percy another packet of food before getting up here out of the way once more. At least I will be getting a few hours break from having to get out of the way soon, but then, halfway through the afternoon, the big scary old door will be crashed through, food will be demanded, and it will be the same all over again. 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