Good morning beautiful Toppy. I still feel awful little girl, not as bad as I was when you were a tiny kitten, and stayed with me, sat on my lap while I was sat on the floor in that old, cramped room after I had that brain injury. Dopey me, I thought that by now, I would be starting to feel better after four days of rest, but no, I ache all over, and I am still very, very tired. The most I have walked in four days is into town and back, I have usually walked at least one-hundred miles in that time. All I want to do is to sit here in this chair, but each day, I have been persuaded to go downstairs, even though I do not want to, and it is really getting me down. I have almost lost my temper with my sister for keeping going on and on at me, but I have just kept quiet because poor Tiddles had only been over the Rainbow Bridge for nine days. Everything aches little girl, and I cannot get to see a blasted doctor for almost another two weeks, and then I will probably be shouted at for wasting time. I fed George yesterday afternoon, and I kept a look out for Sakura, but she did not come round… though she came in twice the day before, and had a saucer of food both times. She will be very hungry by now, as those swamp-things will not have bothered to feed her properly, and it has gotten much colder since then, she is only a tiny little cat. I have to go to see my poor Mum in two days time little girl, she was supposed to be home last week, then this week, and now next week. Some ignorant, woolly-haired, big-nosed odd nurse phoned here yesterday, ordering my little sister to be ready for it to come barging into out house to see our poor Mum. When it was told that our poor Mum was not here, it demanded to know why, and then ignorantly said "name," instead of asking politely… something that is not in their vocabulary. It was very lucky that I did mot answer the phone to it, as I am sick to the back teeth with their ignorant, big mouths. I should be feeling a bit better by tomorrow little girl, so I should be writing a bit more, but for now, I cannot think of much else to tell you. Well, apart from some long-necked lunatic, that is out there in the lane, laughing like a crazed chimpanzee. I love you Topsy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you, I miss you so much too, you beautiful, brave, beloved little girl. XxX