Good morning beautiful Topsy. After I had been to town yesterday, and had then been on here to Molly, Charlie, and little you, I went out again, and this time I walked for two hours. I got around the same amount of steps that I got when I walked to the hospital to see my poor Mum, but had more miles. Everything was fine until I got to the third town, and that is when the barging, shoving, and me being in the way of every single ignorant odd human that came waddling along, I could not believe it little girl. I cannot understand why it keeps happening to dopey me, I have to move out of the way of almost every pot-bellied odd human that is heading my way. They are either glued to their phone, swilling down a great cup of coffee, or shovelling a huge pie into the great greedy mouths. I was absolutely starving while I was there, even a fried chicken place made me feel hungry, but I could not have walked around gobbling food down. I went into a couple of shops, but they were too packed for me to buy anything. By the time that I got back here, it was around the time that I used leave the hospital, and something had gone trundling off into town to get more blasted shopping, what, I do not know. Seeing as something had gone out, I was going to feed George and Thomas at the time that I fed them the day before, but I came up here to change my clothes first. As I was changing, I heard something come crashing through the big scary old door, right at the time that I fed George and Thomas the day before. Thankfully, it went back out again almost straight away, so I was able to feed George and Thomas, but I got out of the way quickly, just in case, as I did not fancy being flattened. By the time that I had my noodles last evening, I was so hungry, I ate them just after I had poured boiling hot gravy on them, but even that, and a hot drink hardly warmed me up. That stinking mouse was getting to me so much, the annoying scratching effects me as much as loud noises do, I got so angry at the cowardly thing. I do not know what kind of night I had, but as soon as I got up this morning, the blasted thing let me know that it was there. George started crying as soon as I went in the kitchen, and even after eating three packets of food, she still wanted more, and I had to give her a big lump of ham. I am spending more on feeding George as I am on myself, which was fine with Molly and you, but George is not even mine, I cannot even pick her up for a cuddle because she would scratch my face off. After I had taken my poor Mum her yogurt this morning, I went out there in the gardens to see if anything had disturbed Molly’s little resting place. Thankfully, it was as I left it yesterday. It was not long before Thomas turned up, and he came in to eat his food, which I sprinkled some Whiskas crunch on top. They were Molly’s, biscuits, but I gave them to Tiddles before that stinking thing could find them, the greedy, selfish, stinking odd thing. I do not know yet if something is going to work, if not, there is going to be a lot of tension this afternoon, and I am dreading it. I love you so much Topsy, I do love you little girl, and I do miss you, I miss you so much too you beautiful, brave little girl. XxX