Good morning beautiful Topsy. I cannot think of much to tell you little girl, everything was kind of okay this morning, I had a call from someone who was sending round a nurse to see my poor Mum, and I told them that she was just about to have her breakfast. She said that someone would be around before two hours past midday… just as my poor Mum sat down for her breakfast at around an hour and a half before midday, someone came bang-bang-banging on the big scary old door. He was an ignorant odd human as well little girl, and was shouting at my little sister for not giving my poor Mum her proper medication… which has been changed from the last lot. Nobody explained anything to me yesterday morning, my poor Mum was just shoved out of the hospital, and back here we were brought. Now there is crashing and banging in the kitchen, and I expect to hear big cakeholes very soon. I wanted to go out for a nice long walk, just to get out of this blasted house, but I cannot. I am sorry little girl, dopey me expected everything to be back to normal today, but as usual, things had to go wrong. I feel even more depressed than usual little girl, and George is wanting feeding again. I gave her a load of ham, but when I went out there to pick up a load of bread that something had thrown on the ground, she came crying for more. She has eaten almost forty packets of food so far this week, I used to by poor Percy and George a pack of forty-eight, and that used to last them twelve days, so I do not know what is going on. Somethings big cakehole has made my head hurt little girl, and I cannot think of anything else to tell you. I love you Topsy, I do love you little girl, and I do miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful, brave little girl. XxX