Right, finally sat down...
What a day...
I went in the kitchen when I woke up this morning.
A disaster.
A bloodbath.
Blood splattered on all my curtains on my wooden shelves, and the curtains under my sink, and all over the floor. And puddles of blood on the floor, but no body.
I took my fbg at this point It was a straight 7
I shut the kitchen door, came in to find Midnight.
He was on my bed where he had been all night, so I locked him in there.
Came back in kitchen.
It was all fresh blood...happened in the previous hour.
But I was due a Skype call.
So disposable gloves on.
Mopped up what I could.
Then covered the rest in kitchen towel, two rolls it took. Took gloves off, washed hands. Made a coffee. Went back to bed for the Skype call.
It was about the secrets I spoke a week or so back on.
I gave the info I had. The private online links. She couldn't see why I was told all this as secrets that should never be told. The first one had been discovered by her aunts last year, and it was a complete shock and surprise to them about their father. My daughter had been asked if she knew, and she didn't. So daughter asked me if I knew, and I said I had known this since 1974 when she was one year old. And that I was to keep this secret from everyone. My daughter said to me this morning that she couldn't see why it had to be a secret because no one had done anything wrong by anyone's standards,
So, I told my daughter the second secret which I had been told when she was nearly 3. Which had been told me by the person on their deathbed. My daughter was there initially. I didn't think she would remember around it, and she doesn't. I sent her away for a couple of hours, I wasn't sure if she would remember that. She doesn't. Then I was told this second secret, and given some tasks to do around it when the person died.
Because I had to carry out some of these tasks after the person died, I had my nearly 3 year old daughter with me. She doesn't remember. I can remember the clothes she wore at the time. So, I described them. She didn't remember me going these places, to do what I was asked to do. I didn't expect her to. But, you know you might have some shadowy childhood memories you can't make sense of. But my daughter had none of this. I explained to daughter where I went and who I spoke with, and where I delivered the final message I had been tasked to do after the person died.
My daughter was very intrigued with all this, and was interested and asked questions. Then I showed her the research. She already had the link to my actual ancestry page, but not not the link to the private tree I had made for her, with the files and documents and information on.
So she is now looking at that, while I am thinking which of my cats has died.. I had found Midnight, Jade, and Merlin, but no sign of the others, but I wouldn't normally expect to see them until tonight.
So then daughter is asking different questions to those I asked and is already researching and coming up with new information.
Daughter is very interested, and I explained her aunts may be traumatised by this new secret information since they were by the first secret. Daughter realised that, and said that she thought they were traumatised by the first secret, because there was no need for it to ever have been a secret in the first place, and especially for them to find out (on their investigations into their family tree), unexpectedly , more than half a century later. So, her aunts were questioning why it had to be a secret in the first place unless something else was involved.
And this second secret leads to the something else that was involved. Daughter is very intuitive and realised some stuff I had not said. Daughter does not see this to her as the burden I have felt it was for me the last half century. She is very curious and sees it as an interesting piece of family history to be unravelled for her interest at least. To understand your family in any way, is a means of understanding yourself.
So, I left her with that. And I do not have this unspoken burden any more.
Now the kitchen. Logic tells me this was a rat that was killed, but there is an awful lot of pools of blood. I have turned the kitchen upside down...no body...I have searched outside... no body.
There are enough wild animals here that anything freshly dead would be eaten.
So the next 5 hours was cleaning the floor, scrubbing the blood with baking soda and white vinegar. Yes I wore gloves and old clothes. Throwing away all the blood spattered curtains that covered my wooden shelves, amend more.
Then I collected the SD cards from the swing cameras from last night and this morning. I have edited one which shows a badger, and then Jade very interestedly watching something from the swing, but she is annoyed the badger is also feeding off the peanuts, and Jade tries to show disinterest to the badger. Shortly after this time the event would have happened in the kitchen.
So, which cat did the deed, and why did it take place in my kitchen?
One answer might be that I have seen online in this area, that people have seen a fancy rat in their gardens, and they were posting when they saw it, but no one came forward to say they had a missing fancy rat. I have handled a big fancy rat in the past , and the size of it would explain the amount of blood in my kitchen. Poor thing, it wouldn't stand a chance on my property...
All cats are present and correct now.
It is dark, I need to put those swing SD cards back in.
So Wildlife video
The Badger and the Cat
1min 25secs
And I am absolutely exhausted. I keep falling asleep after my day today.
So Creative is a photo of some daffodils outside my kitchen door...
Good night from me at nearly 6pm
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