Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was the quietest it has been for a long time little girl, apart from that bucktoothed, long-necked idiot that belongs to teapot face laughing out there in the lane, and the magpie’s chattering away in the trees, it was peaceful. Something left here as late as it possibly could, which is weird for something that pretends that it cannot tell the time, and when I eventually got down there, poor Percy had been shoved out. I felt so low, I cannot remember if I looked out there for poor Percy, I just made my poor Mum her tea, then got back up here out the way. There was a thunderstorm in the afternoon, but I cannot remember how long it went on for, and when I went back down there in the late afternoon, I had to get straight back up here after I had got a drink ready. My greedy odd stomach was groaning and grumbling so much, I had to have noodles again last evening. Even after I had shovelled them down, I had to get some carrot cake when I went down there to see Molly. After I had gotten out of the way with Molly last night, I got into bed, and must have fallen asleep before my head hit the pillows. I must have woke up a couple of times, and almost went back to sleep when I woke up this morning. The only thing that made me get up, was the thought of poor Percy and George waiting for their food. They ran in as soon as I opened the garden doors, and I gave them their food. I have just remembered George crying at the garden doors last evening as I was getting the noodles ready, and I gave her the ham that Percy had left. I let George out with ham, gave Percy his usual, then got out the way. I had to get out of the way when I went down to make the coffee, but I gave poor Percy a gold tin of salmon with the melting heart thing, and a packet of food before I did. I am making mistakes tapping this out, so I had better stop. I love you so much Topsy, and I miss you so much too little girl. XxX