Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday, it was as peaceful out there in the gardens as it used to be when you were a tiny little kitten, but it was only peaceful yesterday because it was pouring down, there are never any woofing’s when it is raining. When I got down there to the kitchen just before midday, poor Percy was still there, which was a big surprise, and he wanted to go out… but I was allowed a nice long cuddle before he went galloping off. I had to clean and dress my finger before making some coffee, and when I asked my poor Mum if something was waiting for me to get out of the way, she told me that I did not have to get out of the way, as something had not even got dressed yet. I was down there in the kitchen for almost an hour before I realised that something was waiting for me to get out of the way so that it could get dressed… and I have only just remembered that. I got up here as quickly as I could, and it stayed quiet until it had stopped raining, though I cannot remember when that was. I think it was around the time that I went down to the kitchen late yesterday afternoon, but what with my dopey daft heed, I cannot be sure. The beautiful peace and quiet was shattered by the crazy barking’s of the swamp dogs, I am positive that they are somehow related to that large-toothed, crosseyed, woolly-eyebrowed lunatic. I had to have some mushroom and stilton soup again last evening, I was starving, but that is all I could have. I kept going back down to check on Molly, and by the time that I brought her up here last night, there was something waiting for me to get out of the way… big surprise there. At least I had a better sleep last night, and only woke up ten minutes early this morning, and I wanted to get up, not just lay there and go back to sleep. I gave Percy and George a good feed, let George out with a load of ham, and gave Percy a saucer of food before getting back up here out the way before I was flattened by a large, heavy thing. When I went back down to make the coffee, I had to get out the way quickly yet again, as something was waiting to go thundering down the hallway. Why it cannot do what it wants before I go downstairs, or after I get up here, I do not know… always when I go down. I will not be able to come on here to Charlie and you tomorrow little girl, as I have to get to the hospital as early as I can, and then I have to go into town to get more food that will be seen, grabbed, and gobbled down, but I will be back the day after. Those blasted dogs have been making up for yesterday, and have been at it for about an hour… and now that big cigar-chomping old dog over the back there has joined them. What a day today is going to be little girl, all I need now is that big cakeholed, red-eyed, woolly-eyebrowed, large-toothed lunatic to join in, and I will be climbing the walls 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