Good morning beautiful Topsy. Poor Percy had been shoved out by the time that I got down there to the kitchen just before midday yesterday little girl… and it looked as if I would be having to get out of the way as well, as something had already gone trundling off out. I had gone downstairs with Molly, so I made sure that she was safely in the kitchen, and not in the hallway after I had made the coffee, and went into a room to see my poor Mum. It was not long before something came crashing through the big scary old door, and that meant I had to get out the way. It was the same thing late yesterday afternoon, so I had to have a small bowl of noodles again last evening, which of course, I choked on. I do not even know if I had a good nights sleep yet, I think I was awake a couple of times, and as usual, I was awake early yet again this morning… the two days that I overslept last week will not happen again. I fed Percy and George, let George out with ham, gave Percy his usual, then got back up here out the way. I managed to get a cuddle from poor Percy when I went back down to make some coffee, but I soon had to get out the way… I heard him being shoved out not long after I had got up here, and he certainly did not want to go out while I was down there in the kitchen with him. The sound of the little birds chirping and tweeting out there is so nice, but some big-mouthed, long-necked, buck-toothed idiot will soon come along to ruin everything. 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