Beautiful Topsy. It has been another dreadful week little girl, my little sister, like me, cannot even stay downstairs any more, as she is always in the way of those large-reared, woolly-headed odd things who come barging into our house whenever they feel like it. Of course, something else does not seem to be in the way, and fir the life of me, I cannot understand why… perhaps odd humans with giant arses stuck together. I know I said so the other week little girl, but things should be getting back to as normal as they can be soon. I am not very good right now, as it was Molly’s first Angel Day yesterday, I cannot believe that it is over a year already. In twenty-four days time, it will be seven years since brave little you crossed over the Rainbow Bridge… today, it is just four weeks for poor Tiddles. I love you Toppy, I love you so much little girl, and I miss you so much too, you beautiful, brave, precious little girl. XxX