I did not get to bed until some time between 12:30 and 1:00. At 7:30 Annabelle let me know it was breakfast time, so I got up, put on my underclothes, fed the babies and the birds, and went back to bed. Around 9:30 Annabelle began jumping into bed with me. I don't think she was afraid I was dead or worried about my health, but she kept coming back, chatting a bit, then leaving. I suspect she was complaining that Thatch ate her food as well as hers.
So, at 10, I figured it was time to get up and ponder the day's events.