Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday morning was as bad as usual with the yapping’s little girl, and it was still going on when I went down to the kitchen just before midday… poor Percy had been shoved out, but at least I did not have to get out of somethings way. When I did get up here, the swamp-witch’s great big cakehole started, and then that deranged, red-eyed, double-tongued, crosseyed moronic thing started with its looniness. It was bouncing a rotten odd football, and kicking it against the big old fence for ages… if I had had a gun with one bullet in it, it would have been a very difficult decision to make on what to shoot. Apart from the constant yapping from those dogs, I cannot remember much else about yesterday afternoon, but of course, I had to get out of the way when I went down there to the kitchen, as something was waiting for another great feed. I had just enough time to get some mushroom soup ready, and seeing as I am so fed up with it, I added a lot of blue cheese. After that exciting adventure, up here I had to get yet again, just in time to hear yet another chorus of annoying woofing’s that were still going on when I went downstairs last evening for my two course meal. I got a big surprise too, as something large and snorty was already waiting for me to get out of the way again. I got up here as quickly as I could, leaving Molly down there, and sat down to try and eat whilst listening to more barking’s and yapping’s. They were still at it when I went down to get Molly last night, and when I went in one of the rooms to see my poor Mum… there was something sitting on the edge of one of the settees, resembling a large warthog, and waiting for me to get out of the way yet again. I got up here as quickly as I possibly could. Thankfully, Molly only wowed a few times before I got into bed, where I fell asleep almost straight away. I woke up a couple of times during the night, and woke up this morning on time, but it felt like I had lost a few hours. It was pouring down, so I got down to there to the kitchen to let Percy and George in as quickly as I could. I gave them both a good feed, and even though it was still raining, George wanted to go out, so I gave her more ham. I gave Percy his saucer of food, then got back up here as quickly as I could before I was flattened. I stupidly thought that if I went back down there to make the coffee earlier than usual, I would not have to get out of the way so quickly… but of course, there it was, sat there like a dazed elk, waiting for me to get out of the way when I took my poor Mum’s coffee into one of the rooms for her. I went to see poor Percy first, as he will probably be shoved out again. It is still raining little girl, and apart from a big cakehole a few hours ago, it has been very quiet out there, which will probably end when the rain stops… then it will be back to the usual nuttiness. 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