Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was not as bad as I thought that it was going to be little girl, not a single squawking could be heard, and by the time that I got down there to the kitchen just before midday, it was still quiet. Of course, as soon as I got down there, something was waiting for me to get out of its way, but I made the shovelling, gobbling coo wait until I was ready to get oot the way. When I was up here, I did hear something out there in the stinky old swamp, cannot remember when. It was that evil old cackling swamp-witch and a few bowlegged old trollops snorting and growling out there, which was much better than the day before, as that would have put bedlam to shame. There was no sign of that screaming lunatic, either it was chained up in the cellar arguing with itselves, or it had dislocated if big fat tongue. Some dopey squawky bloke came slithering along, but his great big cakehole only went on for a while, then it was just those grazing old trollops nattering and gossiping. I had to have a bowl of noodles last evening, I was so hungry, and had only eaten a few biscuits the two days before. I had only eaten carrot cake the three days before that, so I did not care how hot it was, and it was hot, I had a bog bowl of noodles. Of course, that meant that I did not get out of something’s snorting was as quickly as I have been getting out of its way, but it had shovelled down great big fried breakfasts, and huge roasted dinners… in fact, it had been gobbling and shovelling all week. At one time, I thought that I was going to choke, but did not, though I will not be eating noodles again for a while, as this week is going to be almost as hot as it was the other week. After I had been down there to get out of the way with Molly last night, I was watching the telly, when she decided to be sick while she was on the bed. I did not have time to get to her, but thankfully, she was on a big old papery baggy thing that had some trousers and a sweatyshirty thing that I ordered a few weeks ago. I had put the bag on the bed for Molly, as she loves settling down on paper, but that was ruined last night, and I could not even take it down there to the kitchen to throw away. I was not allowed back down there, as something would be shunting up and down the hallway, and I could not go back down there until this morning, and even then, I would be in the way. I think that I had a good sleep, I was awake early this morning, and just lay there for a few minutes. I could have just turned over and gone back to sleep, but I could not, and got up to feed poor Percy and George… though George ate most of the food. I put some ham out there for George, and when she went out, I gave poor Percy some ham with a gold tin of salmon on top, and on top of that, I squirted some more salmon, then got up here out of the way. Poor Percy’s plate was almost cleared when I went back down there to make the coffee, and he cried for more, so I got a packet of Molly’s posh ducky stuff out for him. After I took my poor Mum’s coffee in to her, where a large walrus type of thing was waiting for me to get out of the way, I went back down to see poor Percy, gave him the food, then got back up here. I was just going to say how quiet it has been out there, but that fat-tongued lunatic has just come out. Today is going to be worse than it was two days ago little girl. 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