Good morning beautiful Topsy. I cannot believe it little girl, but I still feel as awful as ever, I was almost falling asleep yesterday sitting here, I am freezing, and I still have a sore throat. I had wanted to see my poor Mum by today, but I am having trouble walking around the house, then up and down the stairs, I could not make it to the hospital if I tried. I tried not to go downstairs much yesterday, even with that blasted thing not here, and only did so when I had to, as with feeding George and Thomas. Only George was out there yesterday afternoon though, I waited for Thomas, but I think that it had been raining. I had to go back down there to get a few biscuits with a hot drink last evening, then to take Tiddles her chicken soup, and then to get Charlie’s plate, waterbowl, and Molly’s saucer. Last night, when I went down there one last time, something was stuck there waiting for me to get out of its stinking way, so back up here I got, and was in bed as soon as I could be. It was not as early as the night before, but I was soon asleep, and I slept more than I did the night before. I only woke up a couple of times during the night, and when I woke up this morning, I was still very tired, so was going to go back to sleep. I looked at the time first though, hoping that it was at least an hour before I should be getting up, but it was not, it was forty minutes past the time that I got up on that horrible Tuesday morning, one-hundred and thirty days ago. I have not overslept for so long for a very long time, I walked almost eighty-five miles last week, and had terrible trouble sleeping. I have hardly walked anywhere this week, the furthest I have walked is out there to the big old gates with the wheelie bin, yet each day, I seem to sleep even more. When I got down there to the kitchen, I filled the kettle, and George started crying, so I let her in for some food. Thomas soon turned up, I gave them two packets each, made myself a mug of coffee, then let George out. Something was already waiting for me to get out of its stinking way, so I got back up here, and went back down there a while later to take my tablets. I got back up here so quickly, I forgot to do something, so I went back down there again… which in any other normal house, would not be a problem. In this house though, something opened its great putrid, yellowy-toothed mouth, and bellowed that it needed to get down the hallway, twice I was in its stinking way in less than an hour. I feel to ill to argue with the spoilt thing little girl, so it can do what it wants, I am sick to the back teeth of the bloody thing. I should be working properly again soon little girl, I hope so anyway, I have to get to that hospital to see my poor Mum. I love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you, I miss you so much too you beautiful, brave little girl. XxX