Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was a lot better than the other days have been lately little girl, a few yapping’s, and a deep voiced old trollop over there at the stinking old swamp was all the noise that I heard. I had to get out the way quickly when I went down there to the kitchen just before, midday, but it was a peaceful afternoon as well… that was until I went down there to the kitchen late yesterday afternoon anyway. Something was slapping its chops, and waiting to be fed, and I just had enough time to cut some cheese before I had to get back up here out of its gobbling, chomping, greedy way… I did not even get the chance to get my soup ready. When I got back up here out the way, that screaming little coo over the back there started, and it was screaming as loudly as it possibly could. I cannot remember much else about the afternoon, though there is one thing. When I got down there to the kitchen last evening, I found out that something had gobbled down most of a big joint of turkey that I bought for my poor Mum and little sister when I was in town the other day. I do not think my poor Mum got much of it, and there was nothing for my little sister. I was not very happy at all, I was also very hungry, and had to have something to eat, or I would have done something… I had mushroom and stilton soup for my Sunday dinner. Not satisfied with gobbling nearly all of that turkery thingy, a load of cake was also shovelled down last night, I saw it on the side when I went down there to get Molly… I doubt my poor Mum or little sister got any of that either. I hoped that I would have a good sleep last night, but what with the thought of all that food being grabbed and gobbled down by just one spoilt, greedy odd thing, I had yet another awful night, and was awake early again this morning. It was absolutely pouring down, and I got down there to the kitchen as quickly as I could, got the food ready, and opened the garden doors. I fed Percy and George, and gave George a big lump of ham when she wanted to go out. It was still raining very heavily, but I could not force George to stay in, and just asked her to be careful. I gave Percy some ham, with a packet of Molly’s food, and some salmon yogurty stuff on top, then got up here out the way. When I got up here, the swamp dogs were let out to bark and jump at the fence, and that dog over the back there was crying to be let in, I do not think that the poor thing ever goes inside. Something was waiting for me to get out the way when I went back down there to make the coffee, and Percy was crying for some more food. After I made the coffee, I gave him the rest of a packet of ham, with another packet of Molly’s food on top. I hope that something very wide and very heavy does not shove poor Percy out because they want to sit on Charlie’s chair while shovelling down another great pile of food, it is still raining, and would not be a nice thing to do. 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