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I went to my usual feed supply store.  None.  Not just rabbit food, they were out of half a dozen items.  I thought most other stores were twice the cost.  And they might be.  I thought the rabbit food I generally buy is in 50# bags, but maybe not?  If so, yes.  If not, then no.  Still, I found some in town, enough to last a few weeks.

I fed the critters first thing, and changed their waterers.  On to three were frozen, or near it.  One was empty.  The rest were cold but flowing, just low enough to pull and replace.  All of their feeders were empty, but that is to be expected.  Actually, I wasn't able to feed them well yesterday, so will do so probably tomorrow.  I ran out.  Thankfully they don't know which day was Thanksgiving, so a Saturday Thanksgiving will be just as good as a Thursday one.

While in, I stopped at the grocery store, after checking my account.  Low, but there was some money.  Just... some meats, the family salad pack, and more cheese for sandwiches.  Perhaps a few other odds and ends, but I kept it light.  Burger, at $6 to $7 a pound?  Which meant anything else was out of the question.  Even pork is up to about that, chops.  The more they increase, the less I buy.  I have... other things to eat.  

Worse comes to worse, an occasional fast food run.  Still pricey, but not THAT pricey.  Choices.  I suppose my Sunday dinner may become McDonalds, or chicken.  Actually, since Wendy's will do lettuce wrapped burgers, I am going that way.  When I do well, I remember my water, and just order a couple of doubles, on lettuce.  The funny thing is, all the McDonald (etc.) bitchers will be in line behind me.  Sometimes, yes, it does come down to dimes and nickels and hard but final choices.

Oh, I found a few medium and small waterers.  I look every time I am in, for what, often, the effort is worth.  Still, a few, here and there, is good.  I'd like, perhaps, six more of the smaller ones, maybe a dozen?  Then I can more easily switch out the faster to thaw ones, twice, even three times a day.  I like my critters.  I try to do good by them.  Even if they never produce.  Not the, or a, savior... or king... but the them... if captively... along those lines.  But, the truth of those notions isn't to boss or own or else, it... is to serve.  So, I serve.  Like trying to wear His sandals.  Poorly, but... it's as good as I can do.

Ugh.  I am hoping to get to bed before long.  I would like to check the waterers.  The girls have been fed twice, today, so I am good.  And I let them up today.  They only go up during the day, mostly, oddly.  While I couldn't wake well, we did have fun, from time to time.  I play wrestle, tease, itch and scratch, then fall asleep, every few hours.  Oh, they love it, taking turns.  More trying to wake me up to feed them, if they do enjoy light rough and tumbles.  I truly love the girls, and I think they love me right back.  Mostly.  Just glad I am the larger of the group, by far.  Just as with women of any type.

Well... on to... something?  Something, or nothing.  Good evening and day.  Oh, and while at it, a small prayer for yahoos and goodun's, near and far, kin, kith, enemy.  Amen.