Good morning beautiful Topsy. It stayed nice and quiet again yesterday little girl, though that screaming little coo from over the back there started. I managed to get in the way more than I had the day before. When I was allowed downstairs just before midday, I did not have to put poor Percy out, he went to the garden doors when I said, ‘come on then little boy,’ then I had to get out of somethings way. By the time I was allowed back down there late yesterday afternoon, I was starving. I had just enough time to get some round cheesy things from the fridge, then back up here I had to get, as something was waiting for large shovelfuls of gobbling’s to slurp, gnaw, slap, champ, chomp, and gulp down. When it was the time for me to go down there, and then get back up here out the way last evening, I had just enough time to get a hot drink before something wanted to go thundering down the hallway like an out of control steamrollery thing, only heavier. When I went down there to get out the way with Molly last night, I was back up here even quicker, I will be meeting myself on the stairs soon… it is worse than it was with the evil old ogre. I got in bed early for a change, and was just settling down, when Molly decided to use her tray… I could not believe it, and had to get back out of bed to spray scenty stuff everywhere. I had another awful night, was awake earlier than yesterday, and felt awful as I crawled out of bed in the dark. Poor Percy came in as soon as I opened the garden doors, but I had to call for George again, and she soon came wowing along. I gave them their food, and as soon as George had finished, she cried loudly to go out, then I put some ham out there for her. I gave poor Percy his usual, then got back up here out the way. Poor Percy had nearly cleared his plate when I went back down there to make the coffee, so I got another packet out for him before I took my poor Mum her coffee. I was in the way again, but I went back down there to give Percy another packet of food, then I got up here out the way. Molly went flying out of here as soon as I opened the door, and as soon as I had got her back up here, a very heavy, very loud stampede could be heard thundering down the hallway. I do not think that I will be going into town tomorrow, it is rubbish and cardboard day, and the rubbish blokes are bound to be here late again. It will probably be pouring down too, I do not mind getting caught in it, but knowing my luck, the rain will be coming down in very large buckets. From the moment I leave, until I get to the big shoppy place it will be bucketing down, then while I am in the shoppy place, the sun will be out. When I leave, it will start pouring down again, then stop when I get to the big scary old door… it has happened before. I love you Topsy, I do love you little girl, and I do miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful brave little girl. XxX