Freezing, warming.

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I'm not sure when I checked the temp outdoors first.  Around 08:30, I think.  It was 32 F!  May 9th?  Really?  I warmed the house, a bit.  Not enough, may jack the furnace a bit more.  Ugh.  None of the water I saw seemed frozen.  Though maybe the ducks move it enough that it didn't freeze.  

At about 10:30, so about ten ago, the temperature out there had risen to 50!  That was a large spike, in a short time.  Though, to be honest, it doesn't feel all that much warmer.  I fed the birds, let their water flow for a bit, and changed the one waterer that was out.  I checked the food and waterers, only one waterer needed changed.  I will bring food around in three or four hours.

I'm not sure the rabbits are all happy.  Well, the mini men.  I put the two I don't plan to use as breeders together, and separated the two who I plan to have breed.  It looks like the two which are alone seem unhappy to be alone, and the two I put together look to have been fighting.  Not too serious, just... developing a pecking order.  It had to be done.  I suppose, with it being cold, the two lone rabbits don't have their partner to huddle with, and stay warm.  While the two new ones won't huddle, until they decide which is boss.  Such is rabbit life.

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Oh, have been having strange dreams.  I won't discuss them all.  But I will discuss one.  I went outside, and was managing hay.  I had a one handed type of pitch fork, sort of like a handheld version of the Wolverine's claws.  As I was walking up the driveway, from the garage to the street, I saw the ducks, all of them, heading right toward me at speed.

That isn't a usual thing.  Ducks usually go the long way around me.  Fine.  So their behavior caught my attention.  I looked at them, then noticed blurs behind them.  Focusing, I saw what the problem was.  Wolves, two.  Loping toward the ducks, and the ducks right at me.

I steadied the one handed pitchfork and got ready.  With it I killed the lead wolf.  The wing wolf came out and up on my left, and leapt.  I grabbed it with my left hand, unable to get the right clear with the pitchfork... which was stuck in the now dead lead wolf.  I was able to strangle it with my left hand, then release the pitchfork and bring that hand over to purchase greater control over the last wolf.

Knowing of federal issues, I simply buried the wolves, and left it at that.  My ducks, after that, were far less skittish around me.  Always opening the way, but not feeling the need for such a wide berth, certainly not as before.

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Blood sugar was 174 today.  Not bad.  I wasn't sure, after yesterday.  I had some ups and downs with it.  Still, it was better than other days.  I was able to use food to deal with downward spikes, and didn't have to use glucose tabs.  Well, three, actually, but not a whole roll.  I am having a kefir breakfast, for now, and took a minor dose of insulin.  I am hoping to warm enough to eat bacon and eggs before long.  So COLD!  Oh, my fingers hurt.  I need to raise the furnace temp output, then bask in the warmth, for a while.

Later.