Good morning beautiful Topsy. I had another day where I felt so low little girl, and being in the way and then shoved out of the way did not help. I heard the poor little birds and squirrels looking for nuts, and felt sorry because I could not put any nuts out there, and I got angry when I heard those great greedy fat pigeons flapping their wings looking for nuts. If only they would clear off somewhere else, I am sick to the back teeth of the selfish fat b@$7#*%€ eating a whole basket of nuts in three days. It would last the little robins, sparrows, blue-tits, jays, magpies, crows, and squirrels about two weeks, but they come along, and stay there filing their greedy fat faces until it is all gone. It reminds me of something that never stopped eating, and made my life a misery. Late yesterday afternoon, I had to give George on of Molly’s favourite turkey foods, she and that little black cat, but mostly George got through 240 packets of food in just five weeks, the Burmese cat, Percy, Jenny, Molly, Salem and Jack got through less. If she keeps this up, I will have to stop feeding her… what with the £1,300 for tiddles operation, and it costing about £25 to have the heat on downstairs for about five hours a day, I just cannot afford it right now. While others slap down great fried breakfasts, and large roasted dinners, I have to get by on noodles, and I am lucky to get five of them when I go into town. Another thing I could not buy in town the other day was tins of cream, as every last tin that I wanted had been grabbed. The expensive ones had been left there, but they are more than double the price of the ones that I wanted. Almost every thing that I went to buy the other day had been grabbed, I was lucky to get some pain relief tablets, but I had to give them to my sister, as she was helping herself to my poor Mum’s pain relief tablets, and leaving her without anything. So that I could get out of somethings way quicker on an evening, I have been going down there early to the kitchen to get my noodles ready, I thought it was okay. Of course, it was not, when I went to go down there yesterday, something had decided to barge me out of the way, was in the kitchen, and made me wait until they decided to let me come down. I then had to get out of the way quickly, as something was now waiting to come barging down the hallway again. If this happens again, I shall have to make do with four or six of those babybel cheese things because as soon as I get down there, I will have just enough time to boil the kettle for my drink. After I had been down there for the last time last night, and then had to get out the way, I got in bed late, but had a good night. I did not want to get up when I woke this morning, went back to sleep, and overslept… that is why I am late again. When I let George in, I gave her three packs of Molly’s food, then another before I got up here out the way. About twenty minutes later, I went back down to see how she was, and she had messed on the rug under Charlie’s chair by the scary old washing machine. It was awful, I had to throw the rug away, and George flew out when I opened the garden doors. Something was waiting for me to get out the way when I went down there to make the coffee, George was nowhere to be seen, so I got back up here as quickly as I could. Another fine day of me being in the way, annoying people, and depression I think. 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