Up, hopefully to get at things.

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A real day.  The coolest I saw it last night, if I did go to be earlier, was right around 50, plus or minus a few degrees.  I didn't think it would get too much cooler, and I doubt if it did.  This morning, at 10:30, it is right at 60 and warming.  Really, it could hit seventy, perhaps eighty, hard to tell.  It depends on other factors at this time of year.  The sun is only a part of the equation, and become less of it.

Upstairs was 65 near me, 63 out in the open, with a window partly open and a small fall running.  The downstairs was 68, as per furnace, and this front room is 62.  All good.  I have clothes down for a change, after a shower.  The pool for the ducks was reset.  No freezing, of course, but I do check.  Their standard water and food were reset, and the Quackens were released!  Or weleased?  No, it wasn't Bwian who released them.  :p  Yea, word salad'ed that one, in so many ways, but okay.  You either get it or... well... you are normal.

The cats have been fed too.  I change their water every few days, or when I shower.  I water them in a massive kitchen/wash basin, as it keeps it fresh for them.  It gets changed every other to every third day.  They keep much cleaner having gobs of water to drink.  And they throw up fewer hairballs.  You can't quite ever fully get rid of those.  Mostly from Sassy, who is too lazy to go drink more water to make it all go down, I think... usually.  Sam cleans both of them, a lot, I believe.

I noticed there was a lot of peeing going on.  At first I thought, maybe, Sassy had diabetes.  But, a couple times when Sam was out, after freshly cleaning the litter box, I realized Sassy, by herself, pees just a few times a day.  Sam must drink half a gallon a day!  I then thought it was because she was ill, but I think she cleans herself and Sassy, where Sassy can't reach.  She's a bit of a chunky bunny, so can't get her back well.  So... that is why Sam drinks like a fish, to help with the hairballs, which she almost never regurgitates anymore.  The investigative services of Doom, on the job.

Brushing teeth, showering, working on the feet just a bit, then figuring out the day.  I have a few burger patties cooked and ready this morning.  Perhaps heated, and with a fried egg or two?  Maybe.  The ducks aren't laying at them moment.  Which is odd?  One is broody, sitting quite well it seems.  I'm not sure, with the cold, any will make it.  As mentioned, I will give her to the end of the month.  If nothing hatches, they just go.  Though I may try to light behind them, see if anything is trying... give it a week or two more if so?  Assuming messing with the nest doesn't bother her.  Gloves, those plastic or such medical gloves... that might keep my scent off.  Worth a shot.  Later.