Greetings from Alaska. What, I don't live in Alaska? Sure feels like it this morning. 34*F which is colder than it was yesterday. Cold temps bring bad news for baby bunnies. Gary called me yesterday when I was cleaning for our friend. He hadn't seen all of the bunnies, only two of the six, so he had peeked into their nest. He was able to rescue those two and brought them immediately to the wildlife rescue where we had brought the baby mice. Caitlyn didn't know what had happened and when she got home from work, she went to the nest to see them before she came inside. Thank goodness that she did! There was one more (#7!!) in the nest that was alive. She and Gary ran him over to the rescue as fast as they could and the woman was able to get him right into the incubator and fed him liquid glucose. I was heartbroken about the 4 but very grateful that were able to save the three. The wildlife rescue woman suspects that something happened to their mama because they were underweight as well as hypothermic. They never would have survived the frost last night. Poor sweet things. I hate nature...
Even before the sad news, I wasn't feeling all that good, I was exhausted and "off."
The day was wrapping up at 5.30 with me starting to cook dinner/Whisky throwing up her dinner all over the DR/Cait coming home and discovering the bunny/Gary who took over cooking for me while I was cleaning up the DR and his blood sugar dropped into the 40s/trying to do logistics with him to get dinner and the bunny settled which- when your blood sugar is in the 40s- is quite a feat/finally having dinner at 6.45.
What. A. Day.
Well- today is a new day. Here's to making it a good (better) one!