Another day, no dollars or donuts.

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Critters have been tended.  I just fed the ducks again, a bit ago, then refreshed water for the rabbits less time ago.  I found a small mouse in one of the feeders, as I was checking them.  I had it, but the little monster bit me.  Didn't draw blood, thankfully.  Yes, it got away.

After the last post, I could tell blood sugar was diving.  So I ate.  Perhaps too much.  Difficult to tell, without testing.  But I have been eating since.  I plan on bacon and eggs for supper.  It works.  I will take a small dose of insulin with dinner, plus the slow acting stuff.  I have carb tabs upstairs, and water.  Those are rather cloying to take without something to drink.

No work.  It just didn't warm up today.

My brother called.  It was a good conversation.  He is in worse shape than I am.  Ugh...  Still, that is no reason to avoid... or not these days.  When you accept your own death, you can begin to try to accept the death of those around you.  It's tight, but...  The humility of it is a part of life.

He also did suggest he remembered something, from our childhood.  Something I didn't realize he saw.  The babysitter who took me into the room, and closed the door, upstairs.  He... didn't remember where.  Or all the details.  He had thought that was a dream.  He doesn't seem to remember her as a sixteen year old, but... I am sure about that.  It was late winter or more likely early spring, before my fifth birthday, that time.  He doesn't understand my memories, but, I think, after speaking with mother, he has come to... trust... a bit.  At least there is one person who... knows what happened.

As to the mouse which was caught downstairs?  It remains in the tub.  Water is there, and food.  As well, I have put in a muscle shirt that doesn't fit.  The poor thing was cold.  Sassy goes in and enjoys... watching, and listening.  But she won't go in.  Sam just isn't a hunter anymore.  Or, maybe, this is just too easy, no fun?  I may end up with pet mice... or duck feed.  I just don't know.  I do need to set buckets up outside.  Though I may fill them part full with water so I don't have to deal with living problems.  Yes, I can kill the mouse.  I was just trying to give the girls a treat.  I have started... petting the little thing.  It just wants to get away.  Make no mistake.

As to ducks?  I think I have to ducks gone broody, sitting hatches.  Not sure how to get the ducklings to survive.  Not sure how to do anything.  I just don't know.  They may have to make it, or not, on their own.  Though, perhaps, constructing a cage only the hens and ducklings can get out or into?  Cordon off a small section, just for them?  Maybe.  Ugh... animals!  Birds are animals, as are mice, cats, and the rest.  Ugh.

Hmm... breakfast!  For supper.  Then on to bed.  In a bit.  Later or good night most likely.