Never did get to sleep.

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All but Herc are gone.  I found Theseus.  He had been eaten, but only partly.  Again, I assume he was dead first.  He would have raised hell otherwise.  But the wound was rather superficial, it isn't what killed him.  The others are just gone.  Just... not able to sleep... or eat.  I keep thinking of cooking something, and may.

Windy, possibly stormy, out there.  It sounded like a rare thunderstorm passed.  This isn't the Midwest.  These last a few moments to a few hours, not days.  I wish I had been in the mood to go look.  It is one of my favored weather patterns.  I still hear a rumble, from time to time.

I suppose, I will keep Herc locked in.  I will just feed and water him in there.  The problem is, he can get out.  I literally cannot contain him, unless he chooses that.  Unless his wings were clipped.  Though, maybe not even then.  There are a few ways he could yet get out, without flight.

Some of what I ordered, in order to process a few of the birds, is being returned.  The big ticket item will be the real question.  It wouldn't be a bad item to have, for a plethora of reasons.  Though, reasons I couldn't see myself needing.  I would never make 20 gallons of jambalaya, shrimp, crawdads, or such.  Though I could see trying a quarter of that?  Crawdads, I really do like them.  Shrimp too, if those are out of my price range anymore.  If probably crawdads as well.  They canceled the even bigger once, the 25 gallon one, but not this one.  I had planned to use one to scald, and one to wax... if it had worked out.

The girls are closer to being back on feed, and in better shape.  Twitchy, though.  They have been eating better, and so I have been feeding them more, or more often.  Sam can't eat a lot, but she can eat often.  I try to help her.  But even Sassy is still eating less than usual.

It may, or may not, be bedtime soon.  I thought I'd be in bed... many hours ago.  I may make something to eat, get a shower while that is working to finish, then get some dishes in, before going to bed?  Unless I collapse, all sudden like.  Or... later?  Who knows.