Good morning beautiful Topsy. I did not stay downstairs yesterday afternoon little girl, I just made my poor Mum and myself some coffee, then got back up here out of the way. I am so fed up with the snorting’s, the burping’s, the sighing’s, and the barging’s in and out of the door every five minutes, and at least I had something to watch. Of course, when I went back down there late in the afternoon, I had to get out the way quickly again. Something was waiting for a great roasted dinner, so I was back up here in a few minutes. Later in the evening, I choked on the first forkful of noodles, even though I chewed them, so I just put the bowl down, and when I had finished choking, threw them away. I should be grateful that I was able to eat a bowl of noodles and a bowl of mushroom soup last week, I will try mushroom soup again this evening, and if I choke on that, I do not know what I will do. I was awake early again this morning, and when I got down there in the the kitchen and opened the garden doors, poor Percy ran in, and George waited until I had her food ready. I gave them both a good feed, and when I had washed up, I left them both in the kitchen, and got back up here out the way. George wanted to go out when I went back down to make the coffee, but poor Percy stayed in… I gave George a big lump of ham, and Percy his usual saucerful. I am hoping that poor Percy will still be in at midday, but then he will have to go out, it is terribly cold out there, which reminds me of the very cold winter night that the evil old ogre locked and bolted the bug scary old door one Saturday night, even though he did not usually. I had to sit by the garden doors until I heard my poor Mum in the kitchen early the next morning. I cannot think of anything else to tell you little girl, mentioning that has made me feel depressed 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