Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was awful little girl, I cannot remember if the swamp things and odd big mouth were at it, but that screaming little coo over the back there was, and I was feeling very low. I managed to get a cuddle from poor Percy before I let him out, and as I was getting some noodles ready last evening, George came crying at the garden doors. I let her in, and she ate the ham that poor Percy had left that morning. I had yet another awful night, was awake early this morning, and fed Percy and George as soon as I got down there to the kitchen. I let George out with ham, gave Percy his usual, and got out of the way. I had to do the same when I went back down there to make the coffee, and after I had taken my poor Mum’s coffee in to her, I gave poor Percy some more food, and got back up here out the way again. George is out there crying, but I cannot go down there to feed her, as something is in the kitchen getting itself a great big feed… I can hear the noise that it is making, and I dare not go down there. I am sorry that this is short little girl, but I feel even lower than I felt yesterday. Maybe tomorrow I will be feeling a bit better, but I doubt it very much. I love you and I miss you so much Topsy. XxX