Good morning beautiful Topsy. I managed to eat a bowl of noodles without choking last evening. Apart from a few biscuits, I had not eaten anything for two days, thanks to me choking on a cheese and mushroom quiche, and a egg and cress sandwich. I could have eaten another bowlful, which in any other normal house, would have been fine… but this house if ruled by an argumentative odd thing that only cares about what it can get down its neck, just as with something else that we all used to know, and dread. After I had been down there for the last time last night, I wanted to get into bed early, but ended up getting into bed much later than I usually do. My head hit the pillows much, much later than usual, and I do not know what kind of night I had… I did have a dream about Molly though, but she was not in it. I had just come in here, sat down, and wondered why Molly had not come to greet me as she usually does, then a mouse in my dream woke me up, and I was relieved that it had been a dream. I then wondered where Molly was, and then I realised what had happened, and I called out for Molly. I do not know how long it took me to get back to sleep, but when I woke up, it was far to early, and when I woke up again, it was fifteen minutes after I woke up on that horrible Tuesday morning eight-one days ago. I had brought up an extra trap for that stinking thing last night, but the cunning, smelly thing was not in any of them… when I opened the big window, I could hear a cat crying. I did not know if it was George, but when I got down there and opened the garden doors, George ran in, with Thomas right behind her. I shooed him back out there, not knowing there was a cat after Thomas, I only found that out when I took him some food out. It was that big black and white cat, so after I had given Thomas his food, and made sure that he was away from George, I took a pack of food out there for the other cat. He had gone down the garden though, and was standing by Molly’s little resting place. I tried to get him to come over, but he would not, so I left the food on the saucer that Thomas uses, and came back inside. Thomas went out, and ate the food, George wanted more, two more packets more, though she hardy touched the last one. I took it out there and left it in the saucer that Thomas uses, washed up, and got up here out of the way. After I had given my poor Mum her coffee, I said that I would be back down soon to,give her a yogurt, which has not pleased something at all. I expected it to have come crashing through the big scary old door with the same yogurts for itself by now, as it is exactly what that evil old ogre would have done. When I had washed the pot, I took it out there to the bin, where I got a surprise, as the catfood that George had left was still there. I then had to get out of the way, but I went back down there just before midday to make my poor Mum a cup of tea. Something had gone barging out at the time I usually go down there, so I was glad that I was late. It is after an argument little girl, big mouths going, and slamming doors is what it wants, but it will not get what it wants… not unless it pushes my little sister too far, then she will snap. Afterwards, it will sit there with its great big arms folded, its lips pursed, and be expecting my little sister to cook for it, exactly the same as a certain evil old ogre used to do. It is if the evil old ogre is still here little girl, I know that it is a horrible thing to think, but nothing seems to have changed, in fact, it has gotten worse. I could eat a proper meal three times a week then, four if I was lucky, but if he decided to have a couple of weeks off work with a sore toe or finger, I would have to go without, and have just three buttered rolls on an evening. I am very hungry right now, and it is still another four hours until I will have eaten my bowl of noodles… what a life. In a normal house, I could have had a breakfast and some lunch by now, but as I always say little girl, this is not a normal house, this house is ruled by that thing. I love you so much Topsy, I do love you little girl, and I do miss you, I miss you so much you beautiful, brave little girl. XxX