Good morning beautiful Topsy. George kept crying for food yesterday, even though she had eaten most of the food that I had given her and poor Percy that morning. As I let Percy out at midday, she came barging in, and finished off what Percy had left, and then I had to give her another big lump of ham… as usual, I was in something’s way, and had to hurry, so I got back up here as quickly as I could. The rest of the day was not so bad, but I still had to keep getting out the way. I got out the way so quickly last evening, I did not have time to get anything to eat, but I had some almond slices over there… they were disgusting though. I got out the way with Molly as quickly as I could last night, was in bed quickly, and fell asleep quickly too. I am sure that I had a good night, but when I woke up this morning, I knew what time it would be, and it was half an hour before I used to get up. It should have been at least two hours before, and I did not want to get up. I did get up though, and when I got down there and opened the garden doors, poor Percy and George came running in together. I gave them two packets of food each, but George ate most of them, then when she had finished, I let her out with a great lump of ham, gave poor Percy his usual, and then I had to get out of something’s way… and at that time of the morning. When I had got up here, it went back to bed, but when I went back down there to see how Percy was doing, I was in the way again. Not long after I had got back up here, something went thundering down the hallway, and I was in the way again for the third time when I went back down there to make the coffee. Poor Percy had finished his food though, so I got out a packet of Molly’s food to give him after I had taken my poor Mum her coffee, and after I had done that, back up here I got. I had just sat down when Molly decided to come over for the first time, but it was not me she wanted to see… she wanted those biscuits. I gave her some, then she disappeared, and has only just appeared again… she tried to come ploughing across my lap where I have my ipaddy thing, but my arm was in the way. She jumped down, pretended to go and get a drink, and is now staring up at me like a love-sick wolf, but I cannot keep giving them to her. She kept on and on and on the other day, so I gave in, gave her some, and she was sick, I shall give her a few soon. I love you Topsy, and I miss you too little girl. XxX