Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was dreadful little girl, the heat was so bad, even the swamp-things and that thing were not out there in the smelly old swamp, though I thought I heard a few grunting’s and groaning’s. It was the kind of heat where you would lay down by one of the doors, and I was so glad that I did not go into town, if I had to get as much shopping as I had to get last week, I would have collapsed halfway home. Poor Percy was still in when I went down there to the kitchen just before midday, and after that, I had to get out of the way, as something was waiting to go trundling off out. I had still had an awful headache, and I cannot remember much else about the afternoon, apart from having to get out of the way again when I went down there to the kitchen, again in the evening, and that I had carrot cake for my dinner. It was far too hot for noodles. I was dreading getting into bed after I had gotten out of the way with Molly last night, so I had to turn the newish, not so scary old fan on, and I had a better night than I thought I would, and woke up just fifteen minutes before I used to get up. Poor Percy was waiting at the garden doors when I opened them, George dithered around for a bit, but I managed to feed them. I let George out with ham, gave Percy his usual, then had to get out the way. A snorting old moose was waiting for me to get out the way when I went back down to make the coffee. I have already been told that I will have to get out of the way late this afternoon as well, as it will be waiting to go to the chip shop… I was told that last evening. Poor Percy still had ham on his plate, so I did not have to give him any more food, I got a cuddle, then got back up here as usual. I love you Topsy , and I miss you too little girl. XxX