Good morning beautiful Topsy. We had a peaceful morning yesterday little girl, and when I was allowed back down there just before midday, poor Percy was curled up on Charlie’s chair by the fridge. After I had let poor Percy out, I then found out that something was waiting for me to get out of its snorting way again, so I came back up here to make the bed, and that is when I heard that squawking lunatic out there at the stinking old swamp… and the dribbling idiot went on for ages. I had to have the telly turned up as loud as it would go, and I had the new fan whirring away beside me, but I could still hear psychotic moron… it was screaming as loud as its four genetically enhanced lungs would allow it. When I was allowed back down there in the late afternoon, it let out such a scream, had it been cold, my odd eyeballs would have shattered, and my big pineappley nose would have fell off. Why I have been told that I have a big pineappley nose I do not know, but there you go. Of course, I had to get back up here out of the way again, as something was waiting for big shovelling’s, and about and hour later, my stomach was grumbling again. I had to try and have another bowl of noodles, and hoped that the same thing that had happened the evening before, did not happed again. Something was waiting to come thundering down the hallway when I went back down there, so I had to get the noodles ready quickly, but at least there were no revolting surprise’s waiting. That crosseyed, double-fanged, great big cakeholed lunatic was screaming and squawking so much, I do not know when it stopped, but I do know that I was in the way when I went down there to get out the way with Molly. I got in bed as soon as I could, and was just falling asleep when Molly decided to go trundling across my legs quite a few hundred times. I woke up about four times, and woke up about half an hour before I used to, and I did not want to get out of bed. Poor Percy and George would be waiting though, so I got up, staggered downstairs to the kitchen, and opened the garden doors. George came galloping in, poor Percy came up the garden, and I gave them their food, which I think George ate the most of. I put ham out there for George, but she refused to go out, and I would not force her, so she had to stay in… and I could not give poor Percy his usual, or George would have eaten that as well. I just got up here out the way before I caused any trouble. After a while, I went back down there to try and let George out, but she still refused, so I thought that she would go when I made the coffee, and she still refused. Then, all of a sudden, she wanted to go out, and I was able to get poor Percy his usual ready, and he ate the lot there and then. Of course, there was something waiting for me to get out of its snorting way when I took my poor Mum her coffee, but I went back down there to the kitchen, gave poor Percy another packet of food, then I got up here. I doubt that today will be a peaceful day little girl, or that there will be any rain, those lying odd weathering people have said that there will be rain all this week, but just a few drops fell… we are surrounded by lunatics and liars. I love you Topsy, and I miss you little girl. XxX