Awake, and hoping to get at things.

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Winded.  With the ducks being murdered and mom going in, I... had a bit of a downspell.  Nothing fancy, just... a time of grieving.  It could have gone on longer, but I realized the cat litter needed changing, badly.  And Sam, too, is terribly off her feed.  I'm not sure what to do about all of it, but I could and did change their litter.

I noticed last night, and wanted to do it, but didn't have anything left to do it.  Spent.  I wasn't sure about this morning.  It bothered my sleep all night.  A guilty conscience will do that.  But that same guilty conscience made simply waking difficult to do?  Very odd, but, yes, it did.  Waking, finally, at about 19:00.

I left the door to the downstairs open.  I think that was a mistake.  It kept it 70, up there.  Which is warmer than the new normal.  Which, itself, might have caused sleep problems.  I had gotten used to the mid to low 60s up there.  But that would have, at that temperature, just been a mild added difficulty.

As mentioned, cat litter was changed.  I went to feed the girls, but they disappeared?  I'll look for them shortly.  Very odd creatures, of late.  I do wonder if they saw the ducks being murdered, and it has bothered them.  Sam is the only one who had some interaction with them.  And, while they weren't perfect neighbors, I think, over time, they grew on each other.  She liked the babies, at least until they started going through the ugly duckling syndrome.  But, even then, she... knew who they were.  They became friends, too, of a sort.  As with me, at a distance.

A shower, then chores... when I can.  Then boxes, dishes, and maybe a load of laundry.  Some of the things I ordered, for processing, need to go back.  They will fight tooth and nail, some may charge for a return, but... so be it.  I will not be going with ducks, if I ever go back with animals of any sort.  That was too much of an investment and hit.  And, sleeping like I do, too easy a target for whoever wants to do me harm.  The rabbits aren't safe.  Law can't, and possibly won't, help.  It's just the way it is.

Well, on to a shower.  I'll... get more upright as I get over it.  Later.