Good morning beautiful Topsy. Yesterday was just as any other Sunday is little girl, lots of gobbling’s, and getting in the way too much. I was so bored, but I could not even go out for a walk, as something was barging up and down the hallway so often, I would not have had a chance to get past. I had just a few minutes last evening to get a hot drink, some coffee and walnut cake, and then I had to get out of the way. I bought one for my poor Mum too, but that was grabbed and gobbled down last night. After I had got out the way with Molly last night, I got in bed, was asleep quickly, and I think that I had a good night, but woke up half an hour before I used to get up at. I did not want to get up, but I had to, and went down there to the kitchen to feed poor Percy and George. When I opened the garden doors, it was raining, and there was no sign of Percy or George, so I went out there and called them. George soon arrived, but I had to call poor Percy again, and then open the gates for him. I gave them both two packets of Whiskas each, but George ate most of that, so when I let her out, I gave poor Percy his usual, then got out the way. I went back down there to see Percy, but he had got in his nest, and had hardly touched his food, so I got back up here quickly. I had wanted a mug of tea this morning, and to make sure I could have one, I had bought two great big bottles of milk, but I forgot, and got coffee ready instead… it was just as well really, as the milk had been grabbed and used. Someone had decided go make mushrooms in white sauce with the huge breakfasts that they were slapping down yesterday, and used almost a big bottle of my milk doing so. There was just a small amount left in the bottle, and had I used that, there would have been trouble. If I dared to touch anyones stuff in the fridge, or in any of the cupboards, there would be all sorts of crashing, banging, and shouting… but when it is my stuff, its ‘ohh **** that *******’ I had to get out the way when I took my poor Mum her coffee, but I made sure I made a fuss of poor Percy before doing so. I hope that he has at least eaten half of his food before I have to let him out at midday. George is already out there crying for more, so she will probably barge in and get it. I love you Topsy, and I miss you too little girl. XxX