Sooo, I've got domestic problems.

I haven't written much about my living circumstances here apart from that that directly relates to me. The couple I work for have mental health problems. They bought this place with inherited money and decided like many I read about on these forums, to retreat to the country and have a go at being small holders. The whole smallholding thing was and still is a complete fantasy. There is and has been no method and no attempt to rationalize costs, or keep the land productive. The reality of living the good life just wasn't a match for their skill or commitment level and the place went to rack and ruin. This was over a decade ago.
A further problem is one of them is family.
They have two children and while the children were teenagers and living at the house it was in general a very active place and one could, if one was not observant believe the adults had as many friends as the offspring.
When the children left home to go to uni the house died in effect and what the adults discovered is they didn't really have any friends; at least not the sort one could call and just say come up for a while, or make a visit to.
Both the adults are extremely social conscious people and given a choice between deep digging the vegetable garden, or going into the village and chatting to people they know over a coffee, the coffee date wins hands down.
The main house is a morgue. Six bedrooms empty. A kitchen so big that you could fit the entire square meterage of my house in it and still get to the sink.
One of them likes to travel. In theory, a lot of the travel is for work. That leaves one person in a massive house halfway up a mountain. This person got lonely and started drinking. I'm not talking about getting legless, I'm talking about the slow but steady road into alcoholism of the more socially acceptable type. Up here no one gets to see them weave off to bed every night having drunk a bottle and half of wine. I know that's not a lot by some peoples standards for one person, but it's the regularity that defines alcoholism unless one is taking about binge drinkers.
This is okay, it's their lives. The problem is when the smallholding fantasy was in full swing they got other animals; quite a few other animals in fact.
It was a disaster for the animals. Stuff went on with animals here that would just make you turn your head and walk away.
Over the past few weeks I've gone to open up the animals here and I've found latches undone and doors open. I've forgotten to shut a coop, or enclosure twice in 9 years.
I know that the one with the drink problem on top of the mental health issues is coming out late in the evening and opening these doors. I've sat by the duck house hidden by the hay rack and watched them. They open the coop or enclosure, stick their head in, say a few words and walk away.

Childish though it may seem it is not possible to directly confront this person about their behaviour. You either get total denial, or a rage fit. I now have to wait for the lights to go out in the main house and go and do a check round.