Good morning beautiful Topsy. I had another horrible day yesterday little girl, it is a different felling from when poor Charlie was taken, as that nice lady vet was telling me what was going to happen. Even though I knew that poor Charlie was going to be taken, it was still such a shock when the day eventually came, as we had been together for twelve years. It was awful with little you as well, you were only a tiny kitten when I came out of hospital, but you chose to stay with me while I recovered. When you had your kittens, only my poor Mum and I loved JoJo, nobody else wanted to know her, and after Billy and Tiger passed away, you just looked after Whisky and Katie. When poor JoJo was taken on that horrible Sunday morning, I though that I was going to go out of my mind, it is the same feeling that I am having now with poor Molly… she looks just like JoJo, only bigger. I was so distraught with what happened to poor JoJo, I had to take a week off work. That nasty old vet had left JoJo next to a big old alsatian all night, and its barking had made her have a heart attack. Whisky liked me, he would run up me and sit on my shoulder, but for some reason, Katie did not like me at all, and then that nasty, evil old ogre made us get rid of Whisky because he did not like tomcats. It had nothing to do with him, he was not paying for the food, but he went on and on and on until the spoilt pig got all of his own way. My poor Mum had to give Whisky to one of her friends. Even though I was prepared for Charlie to be taken, it was still such a shock, I even had her little casket lined in satin, and it knocked me sideways. Poor Molly has been taken in the same way as poor JoJo was, but at least I was here for Molly. I had better stop before I start going on again. I love you so much Topsy, and I miss you so much too little girl. XxX