Brutal.

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So late.  Almost midnight.  But I got everything on my list, plus the chicken feet and pork hocks out to thaw and even the litter managed.  I didn't deal with recycling, but I checked outdoors to make sure there wasn't a lot to go.  One bag.  I only have less than a bag to be sorted indoors... which I will at least get set up tomorrow.  And, oddly, the reason for trash was missing.

I had only a bag of trash to go.  But I wanted to get that out, as I wanted to put the body of the cat in and get that out.  I kept hoping for warmer weather, as it was getting so close.  But I never felt that the soil was easy enough to dig.  I had intended to bury him, and the ducks.  The ducks went first.  But, today, this evening, when I went to get the tom, he was gone.

Bigger dog tracks out back, in the snow.  I am guessing it took the cat?  I am going to have to be careful with the birds.  Check on them more often, listen more intently when possible.  Even the rabbits are at some risk.  Though I am not sure a dog would be able to get one out, if it might chase one out and then get it.  The prints are rather fresh.  It might be coming during the day.  Difficult to know, for certain.

Quite a good day, a complete success, and then some.  No recycling?  Well, it wasn't needed, and I did check.  So, that is fine.  Trash wasn't actually needed, with the cat gone.  But I couldn't have known that.  He was out there earlier this afternoon, or late morning.  I am not sure I would rather he be eaten, but I think I'd rather that than that he be thrown away?  Yes, I think so.  Though, if he could make the dog sick, to death, that might be better still.  I don't trust that dog.  It must be starving to eat a several week dead cat.  Somethings not right about that.  Though a coyote?  I doubt it.  Prints are too big.  A smaller wolf, maybe, but most likely a medium to large dog.

Things are set up for work tomorrow.  I am showered, so in good shape.  The phone is working so a few calls can be placed.  I may not be able to work tomorrow, but there is the day after.  I pushed pretty hard today.  Too hard.  The heart really does seem stretched, sore, hurting.  More a constant pain, not a throbbing thing.  Though, who knows, if I go back to cyclical sleeping through parts of the day, I may recover enough to work yet tomorrow as well.

Good night.