Good morning beautiful TopTops. I have just looked, and I have not written to you for four days little girl, I am sorry, I was so tired the day after, I overslept by forty minutes from the time I used to get up at. The past few days has been awful little girl, I have walked about the same miles in three days as I did last week, about seventy, and I am so tired. I have been awake at three and a half hours past midnight, and four hours, then fed George and that tiny black and white cat. Why the poor, tiny little thing is out all night I do not know, but it is obvious who she belongs to, that evil, bow-legged, wide-legged, knock-kneed, cackling old trollop of a swamp-witch. I have known George for about ten years now, and she has always been out, but she was part of the same family as the poor Burmese cat, poor Percy, and poor Jenny, so at least she had them for company. That poor little thing has no one, apart from dopey me, who feeds her when I can. I asked for more medication the other day little girl, and as always with that blasted doctors, who shout at me, call me a liar, and told me that the terrible headache that I had was just in my mind, they did not give me the most important ones that I asked for. Thanks to something that made my blood-pressure go dangerously high almost a year ago, I have been on life-saving tablets, but they did not give them to me, along with other ones I have to take for my other life-threatening thing. I have to take very strong pain-relief tablets, and along with them, another tablet, I cannot even have them, but at least the chemisty bloke gave me the blood-pressure tablets. I was only out of here for a few minutes, but when I got back, I was in its blasted way as soon as I stepped through the big scary old door. It has had since I got out of its way when I took its blasted bottles out this morning to go trundling down the hallway, but did not get up until I went to the chemist at nine. I left here about fifteen minutes early for the vets, but when I got there, some selfish old trollop was waiting at the cat part, and was blocking it off with its squawking kids pram. I was not very happy at all, and had to sit down in the dig part, which was nice, as a beautiful old scottie came up to me, and allowed me to stroke him. When the cat bit was free, I was allowed to sit there with poor Tiddles, then other animals came in with their humans, and I waited, and I waited. I did not get seen until it was nearly eleven, and most of the odd humans that had come in had been seen, dopey daft me was made to wait again. I was not very happy on the way back here, especially as Tiddles kept coming to the front of the carrier, and then it started raining. When I got back here, I went back out straight away, and something had already gone trundling off to see our poor Mum. I got what was needed in town, including 48 packs of cat food, and food for that tiny cat. It was too late for me to go back down there, so I changed, and went downstairs with my sister and Tiddles. I bought Tiddles a catnip toy at the vets, and watched her playing with it, she certainly cheered me up a bit. It came over very dark again around the time i went for my dinner, but I doubt it will rain again, it will wait until I leave here in the morning. I love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you, I miss you so much too, you beautiful, brave, clever little girl. XxX