Good morning beautiful Topsy. I have just heard poor Percy being shoved out… for gobbling’s galore no doubt. There was a little bit of sunshine yesterday afternoon, but even so, it was still cold, though it did not stop a certain evil old swamp-witch from waddling out into the stinky old swamp. It was puffing away on stinking odd fags, swilling down a mixture of vodka and gin, and cackling away like an old trollop with its head caught in a drain. I had to turn the telly up to drown the noise out, and by the time that I had to turn it down again, the row had stopped, and it had waddled back inside. I have a horrible feeling that they will be having another one of their inbred family orgies soon, most probably this weekend. It will kick off about two hours before midday, and end around two or three hours after midnight with a loud game of football out there in the middle of the stinky odd swamp. Late yesterday afternoon, I was just about to go down there to the kitchen, when something came crashing through the big scary old door, just as the evil old ogre somehow managed to do… I really could not believe it. When I was eventually allowed down there, I could not be bothered getting myself a drink ready for the evening. I hoped that George would come crying at the garden doors, but she did not, so I just got back up here out of the way. She did not even come crying at the garden doors while I was down there getting my noodles ready, and of course, seeing as I was in the way again, up here I had to get as quickly as I could. By the time that I went down there to get Molly last night, I was so depressed, I just got into bed when I got back up here. I was so tired, and only woke up a few times, but was awake very early again this morning, though I managed to get back to sleep. I woke up not long before I used to get up, and only noticed that it was raining when I opened the garden doors, and poor Percy ran in, and George soon followed. I gave them their food, and hoped that George would stay in when she had finished, but she wanted to go out, so I let her out with a big lump of ham, gave Percy his usual, and got out of the way. Percy was climbing everywhere when I went back down to see how he was. I was hoping he would stay still, but it looks as if he did not… which is probably why he was shoved out again. I was hoping for a cuddle when I went back down there just before midday, at least I got one earlier. I love you Topsy, and I miss you too little girl. XxX