Demons
Today will be a good day. Happy Mio Monday everyone.
31/1 2022
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The most popular post on Mia’s page in 2021. 1.8 million views. I was scrolling through the comments, loading more and more and the page buckling under the pressure when my facebook profile got closed. I still don’t know if those two things were connected or it was just a random coincidence. But it’s a fun video in any case.
31/1 2022
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Today will be a good day. HappY Yogi daY everyone.
1/2 2022
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Good goat times today. I managed to get out. I had wanted to go yesterday, but the depression kept me in. I had to go and make sure that everything was okay after the big storm over the weekend, though. I was a teensy bit worried about the goat house, it’s not the most sturdy of things out there on stilts in the wind. But thankfully there was no storm damage that I could see. And the goats were good. Not happy with the weather, though. The storm has passed but it was cold and snowing this morning. The ground was slowly turning white, but then the snow turned to rain. Even worse, said the goats! Thankfully there was barely any wind so it didn’t feel too bad for the human. But we did spend most of the time in the stitled goat house. And I did my best to keep it so everyone could be in there. Sassy decided to spend a lot of time on her he own in the shelter instead, and little Sky had to retreat to her safe space underneath the house. Oh and Lily spent a good deal of time snifing Mia’s rear. She wasn’t all snorting and grunting, but she was sort of lowly brumming and humming. Mia mostly ignored her. An occasion objectioning whinny and one or two headbutts. Mia may be an old goat but I guess she’s still got some hormonal signals. It always seems to be her that Lily focussing on when she gets in her moods. Maybe it’s just because Mia’s butt is up higher than the other goats, right in the line of fire haha. Silly goaties.
1/2 2022
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Hey, Cowzilla survived the storm! I was a little worried he could have been blown away. But he remains steadfast in the goat pen.
1/2 2022
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I’m still a little in shock that our pumpkin seed video got 1.8 million views. More people have watched that video than have watched Spiderman No Way Home!
Now, that’s not true. But it would be pretty crazy if it was.
1/2 2022
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Lily. We talked about this.
1/2 2022
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Aw, there’s Sky under the house.
1/2 2022
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Today will be a good day. Happy Hump Day everyone.
2/2 2022
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I hope the Beyond Groundhog sees its own shadow. Or doesn’t. Which one is the one that means I get sunshine?
2/2 2022
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If I had a hammer, what would be the appropriate amount of time to hammer?
2/2 2022
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Today will be a good day. Here’s a field of goats from 2013.
3/2 2022
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Just completed a rewatch of Rick & Morty season 5. And you know what? When it originally aired I felt it was kind of weak. But on rewatching, I like the season considerably more. There are some really great RM style ideas, there are some big emotional hitters and a lot of fun. There’s one really big clunker. And if you watched season 5 you can probably guess which one I mean. It’s the dinosaur semen one. That’s the one. But even that one, it’s so crazy and weird that I ain’t even mad about it. I’m sitting there thinking ‘what did I just watch, how did they get away with that, what were they thinking?!’. It’s so out there that I kinda appreciate it.
Anyway. That’s my review of Rick & Morty. At its best there’s not much better.
3/2 2022
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goatlog. From January 1st. I’m on top of things.
3/2 2022
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Well, I got some bad news.
I have talked before about my dad’s problems with his memory and those things. And now we have found out that he has some kind of the beginnings of dementia. I’m not sure exactly how far along he is. He’s still functioning fairly well. I just talked to him on the phone and he told me about some of the things that are getting harder for him. Like the charity store where he helps, they’re having to find someone to take over the accounting that he does. And other things. He’s going to be called in to the ‘dementia clinic’ or whatever it’s called. So he can start getting the help he needs and diagnosed and all that. That’s the fucking thing about dementia. You know it’s only going to get worse. It’s like my eyes. I know I will never be able to see more, it’s just a matter of time before I see less. And then to have that with your mind. It’s terrifying. When you see how uncle Jens was affected by the alzheimers and his recent death. It’s scary and heartbreaking to think of my dad going that route. And it’s scary when I notice my own memory problems. I’m sure this thing runs in the family.
And you feel so powerless. Like punching blankets on a washing line. It’s a fight you can’t win.
I have depended on my dad’s help a lot through my hard times. Taking me to the hospital late at night while the pressure in my eyes was killing me. He’s gone above and beyond, whatever I needed. I wish I could do the same for him. He was talking about how he still wanted to get out and do things, like going to Copenhagen periodically (to visit Jens’ grave among other things) and how he might begin to have a hard time finding his way. And I wish I could go with him and help him find his way, but the truth is I still turn to him when I have a hard time finding my way in unfamiliar places. There’s not a lot I can do. Other than try to be there as much as I can. I’m not really good at that. But we’ll try. Hopefully he will still have good years left. Who knows how it will progress. I’d give him the rest of my life if I could, I’m not doing a lot with mine. But there you are. We’ll do our best and see where we end up.
Thank you for being my support system here, faceboxers.
3/2 2022
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Thank you everyone for sharing your love, sympathy and stories. It’s scary how many lives are touched by dementia and the likes. Directly and indirectly.
Thanks for all your thoughts.
3/2 2022
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Once again, thank you everyone for all the love. I’m okay, just trying not to think too much about things. Live in the moment, try not to worry about the future. And so on and so forth.
3/2 2022
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Today will be a good day. We are not alone. Here’s Magnethe from 2012.
4/2 2022
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Today will be a good day. Here’s Mads from 2005.
5/2 2022
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goatlog
5/2 2022
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Good soup times today. It’s always a good day for soup. With the parents and brother. And a pot of soup. And now soup in the fridge for a few days.
Thank you again everybody for your comments about my dad. We appreciate it. Sorry I didn’t reply to everyone individually. There was a ton of comments and I’m not in the most chatty mood. But we really appreciate it. I am glad I have people who care and who will listen and offer support. You’re the metaphorical soup for my deep bottomless heart/stomach.
5/2 2022
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday everyone.
6/2 2022
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Mmm. Soup for breakfast.
I like eating soup with the family. But I also enjoy when I eat the leftovers on my own and I can slurp and smack my lips loudly like I’m a little baby yum yum get some.
6/2 2022
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Nuller and Lily, the family that bleats together.
6/2 2022
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That’s all for now.