Good morning beautiful Topsy. It was awful in that big shoppy place yesterday little girl, as I could not get what I wanted… I had even ordered stuff to be delivered for the third week running, and they still did not bring what I had asked for. I could not even get any scotch broth for my poor Mum, though they probably had another make which contained a bottle of wine for added flavour. It was just as well that I could not get everything, as I still had a load to bring back. I had three very heavy bags, and my backypacky thingy was stuffed full as well, though I did manage to get a great big box of catfood for Percy and George. All I managed to get for myself were six lots of noodles, and some biscuits, though I could not get my favourite jam and cream biscuits, as they did not have any of them either. Of course, they had plenty of blasted sausages and pigging mushrooms… I was told to get them last week. There are now three tubs of pigging mushrooms in the fridge, and they will soon be gone. I do not know what was up with me as I staggered back here, as I had to keep stopping, I have managed four very heavy bags before… perhaps it is something to do with my dodgy odd finger, it will not even bend properly anymore. When I got to the big old gates, poor Percy was sitting in one of the flowerbeds, and when I had brought the shopping in, I carried him in. He wanted to go straight back out though, so I let him out at the garden doors… which was just as well, as something was waiting for me to get out the way. At least I was allowed back down there to the kitchen just before midday, and could get a mug of coffee and some biscuits, but something was waiting for me to get out the way again. Poor Percy was crying out there when I went back downstairs late yesterday afternoon, so I let him in, and gave him his ham. George wanted more ham as well, and by the time I had finished with them, I had to get back up here, as something was waiting for me to get out the way so it could be fed… I had to make do with noodles last evening. I had another uncomfortable night, and was awake early again this morning, though not as early as yesterday. I fed Percy and George, let George out with ham, gave Percy his saucer of ham and salmon, and got back up here before I got in anythings way. Poor Percy wanted to go out when I went back down there to see him, so Molly came with me when I went to make the coffee. I had to get out the way quickly then, as something was waiting to go thundering down the hallway, but I managed to get some biscuits from the fridge beforehand. That deranged lunatic from over there at the stinky old swamp has been screaming as loudly as its six mutated, inbred lungs would allow it the past couple of nights. It will probably be the same right up until next weekend, when we have to endure another yee-hawrin yanky import… pigging halloween. It will most probably be one of the worst weekends ever with that crosseyed, bushy eyebrowed deranged thing racing around, squawking and screaming. 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