Good morning beautiful Topsy. It was awful here yesterday afternoon little girl, as something is determined to get the argument that it so wants. Even though it shovelled down huge breakfasts while my poor Mum and little sister had to go without, thanks to that arrogant bloke coming round, did not change anything… it did not get what it wanted though. All my poor Mum managed to get was a strawberry yogurt, and she was glared at while she ate that, it will not be long before something is gobbling down the same. When it does that, it will get its argument, it is exactly what that evil old ogre would have done if we ignored his goadings for days on end. As soon as it will get its argument, it will turn it around as if it is the fault of someone else, just as he would have done, then open its great big mouth, and slam a door as hard as possible. I managed to get a bowl of noodles and a hot drink last evening, but I do not know if my poor Mum had something to eat then, I have forgotten to ask. That blasted mouse has been doing my head in, and I have just found out that it had somehow managed to get into Charlie’s nest, which I thought was out of the way of the stinking, filthy, greedy, mooching thing. I have got five traps in here, three humane, and two lethal, but the blasted thing will not go anywhere near them. I have just found out that something tried to get an argument going this morning, by barging my little sister out of the way just as she got up. She tried to talk to our poor Mum, and it shoved the door right into her, she tried to go into the bathroom, and was barged out of the way, and then when she went into the kitchen to get a cup of tea, she was barged out of the way again. When my little sister said something about being in the way, it went snorting off to our poor Mum, and started moaning about being started on. It would do that just after I had got up, or gone into a room when I was a kid, and then, while it grinned, the evil old ogre would lay into me. Having that thing here is just like having that deranged, evil old ogre back here little girl. Seeing as I have been going to the hospital every day for a month, it had slipped my mind just how awful it is with that blasted thing trying to cause trouble. Now, it has started all over again, I enjoyed those walks to and from the hospital, but I cannot go out for walks now, as I do not know if it will start an argument while I am out. My poor Mum should not have to put up with this, she had enough with that evil old ogre. Thankfully, it has gone trundling off to work to gobble down more food, and tell them how badly it bets treated here. That evil old ogre used to do the same, and tell a great pile of lies about us, and how badly he got treated here, when really, it was the other way around. It used to be that we were able to get a bit of peace twice a week from something, but now, for some reason, it is only going trundling in once a week… just to make our lives more unbearable probably. 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