Good morning beautiful Topsy. I was the same yesterday as I have been for the past twenty-seven days little girl, and the more the days go by, the less likely it is that I am going to wake up from a horrible nightmare. The only noise out there yesterday was from that lunatic who was setting off the smoke-alarm as usual, there were no loud and very long bang-bang-bangs on the big scary old door, which made a change. There has been one already this morning though, about an hour after I got out the way. Two cats were arguing out there yesterday morning, and the noise got to me so much, I shouted, then went down there. I was about ten minutes earlier than usual, but that did not matter, as I still had to get out the way. When I opened the garden doors, George ran in, so I thought that she had been arguing with that little black cat, but I could not see another cat anywhere. I gave George a saucer of food, came up here to make the bed, and made my poor Mum her coffee when I got down there. I then had to get out the way, and just a few minutes after I had sat down here, it started raining heavily. Of course, I could not go back down there to let George in, but seeing as I had forgotten to get my drink ready for the evening, I was allowed to do so in the late afternoon. When I opened the garden doors, George ran in, soaked and crying, and I gave her a saucerful of ham. She did not want to go out, so I left her curled up down there, and got back up here out the way again. Not long after I had sat down, I heard the garden doors being slammed, which meant George had been shoved out. I let George back in when I went down there for my noodles, and yet again she did not want to go out, so when I had to get out the way, I left her there. George was still there when I went down there for the last time last night, and my poor Mum said that she would let her out, so I got back up here out the way. I was so cold and tired, I got into bed, and was soon asleep. I woke up quickly though, but fell back asleep, and dreamt about Molly, though when I woke up again, I forgot to write down what had happened. I woke up later than usual this morning, and got a surprise when I got down there to the kitchen, as George was still in, but she wanted to go out. After a while she came back in, had some food, then wanted to go back out again… this went on for ages. I saw a black and white cat down the bottom of the garden, and put a saucer of food out there for it. I do not know if it ate it though, as the tiny black cat who I have not seen for ages was in the tree when I looked out there. Of course, I was in the way, and tried to get George to come in before I got back up here, but she would not budge. I will try again when I am allowed back down there. I love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful, brave little girl. XxX