I’m updating from work. Not because my internet isn’t working. Just because I have been so tired lately that when I start writing an entry at night I get so sleepy that I don’t get it done. So instead I’m using my lunch break to write, that way there’s a chance I’ll get it finished. The things I do for you, baby you know it’s true ah ah ah I love you. Etc.

Strange that I’m tired, I got another goat massage yesterday. This time it was Natal who started walking around on my back. In fact she did a running jump up there. I guess when I’m sitting down and hunched forward then my back just becomes irresistible to goats.

But let’s back it up a bit.

When I got to the playground on Wednesday the goats were in the fenced fold. Probably because they had been wandering too far again. Apparently Mads was being grumpy, he wasn’t happy to be fenced in. So he was refusing to come out. I think it was Pernille who said “Now that Lasse is here, maybe he’ll come out”. And he did. I went into the fold and he poked his head out the hatch and baahed at me like he always does. And then he jumped out into the sunshine. Quite a beautiful day. So warm that I took off my jacket and hung it on the fence.

Of course, a jacket on a fence is too good to be ignored by curious goats.

3B investigating.

While Mads settled down on the bench.

There he is. I love when he gets all comfy in the sunshine. It makes me want to take a nap next to him.

I promised a couple of big news from the playground. The first one is a bit sad. Kurt said that the goat kids would probably have to leave when they’re 10-12 weeks old. They’re around 8 weeks now I think. So in a month’s time they’ll be going away. That will break my heart. I love those little guys. And girls.

The playground will only be keeping one. Kurt told me it would be Vanilje. That’s a good choise. She’s very sweet and cuddly. If I had been the one to pick I would have probably picked Mandela. He’s so beautiful reddish brown, and he’s Magnethe’s. Or 3B, because he’s so nibblingly cute. But they’re male, so it wouldn’t have worked out I guess. With Mads and all. And if I had to pick one of the girls then I’d take Vanilje. It will just be very, very sad to see the others go. They’re trying to sell one of them to another playground nearby. So maybe I can go visit there. I would like to see how they grow up. It’s amazing to look at the old pictures of Magnethe and then seeing her now. It’s beautiful.

Speaking of the kids’ age, it has happened twice that a visitor at the playground has asked how old they were and then Kurt or Pernille has asked me about it. Like I am the expert on the goats. It’s sweet. “How old are they getting now, Lasse?”.

Vanilje. From the very first day, she was the first one to go outside by herself. Big and independent and easy-going.

Alice on the bench. And Nougat. In wonderland, you could almost say.

When it got time for me to leave suddenly Pernille came chasing after me, yelling for me to stop. And it was time for the other piece of news, this one much better. She wanted me to know if I could fill in for Jannie. Feeding the animals in the weekend when Jannie isn’t available. First time will be tomorrow, Saturday. How wonderful and exciting! I thought it was volunteer work but then yesterday they told me to bring my tax-card thingie. They will actually be paying me. Okay, it’s not a lot of money. 90 kroners plus weekend bonus. And I probably won’t even get it in my hand, the government will probably deduct it from my welfare payment. And that’s completely fair, I don’t mind. As I said, I didn’t even think I’d get paid. I’m not doing it to earn money. But it is nice. It’s a little step into the real job market. That’s the whole point of everything I’m doing really. When they pay for my therapy it’s not because they want me to feel good (well not just), it’s because they want me to be able to get a job and not need support from the welfare system. Working a couple of times a month at the playground won’t make me enough money to make a living on my own. But it is a step. And that has to be good. Plus it will be good for me to have the responsibility. It’s a little scary really, being on my own there and taking care of the animals. But it’s more exciting than scary. And it’s not like anything can go really wrong. I said, jokingly, to Skye “I hope I don’t kill any animals by accident”. But that’s like WORST case scenario. Hehe. No, it’ll be really good. After work today Kurt will show me what to do and how to do it. I’ll get a list of what to feed the animals. Apart from feeding I probably just have to take the horse out for a while. There’s only one horse at the moment. I have never really handled a horse on my own. But I have been around the horses and they seem very calm and sweet too, so I don’t think that’ll be a problem.

I guess now when people at the playground ask me if I work there then I can say “yes, but only in weekends”.

Alright. That’s it for now. Wish me luck tomorrow. My first day at work. Whoo!

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