Way of the Exploding Butt
I am still with diarrhea. It is not fun.
I had to go see the goats today though. I missed them. Didn’t see them on Sunday. Didn’t see them on Monday. Didn’t see them on Tuesday. That is way too long. It’s not easy to go outside when there is a constant risk that your pants will explode. But I figured I’d take the chance since there is a bathroom up there and all.
And I survived the trip. No worries. I didn’t stay for too long, but it was good for the heart. When I got there Kurt was shoveling dirt. Into a big container. I asked him if they were still on strike and he said “Yes, can’t you tell?”. Hehe. It’s hard work being on strike. Then he told me that Mads was outside. Escaped.
A hole in the fence. As far as I know it was not made by the horses.
I went inside to Magnethe and Vanilje. And then Mads spotted me and came running. Kind of a funny situation. He was running along the fence, trying to get in. Normally the goats will be trying to get out. And if there’s a hole they’ll be off on their merry way. But this was all opposite.
He couldn’t get back in through the hole though. So I had to let him in through the “front door”. I find it very sweet that he’d rather come in and hang out with me instead of running around and enjoying his freedom.
Me without goats is not right.
Sille poked her head in.
And I can still lift Vanilje. Barely.
Finally, here’s a funny picture I caught:
How about that? It looks like it’s fake or photoshopped or something, doesn’t it? It’s just heavy on the flash, no manipulation.
There you go.
October 6th, 2006 at 5:57
I took your advice and tried the immodium. So far so good, but I did have to call a friend and let him know that I wouldn’t be able to go to his vegan potluck with friends Friday night. I just wanted to be sure that I wouldn’t get sick again.
I like that photo with Sille. She looks as though she wants a nice juicy apple. Do you give her apples, too, just like with Mads and the other goats? Does Sille also run to you when she sees you?
It’s so neat that they let you hug them like dogs and cats. There’s a park here in San Diego where they have ducks and geese, and I have this fear that they’ll attack me when I go for my daily walks.
Can you imagine a grown man screaming and running like a little girl with a pack of wild ducks quacking right behind him? Not a pretty sight.
Although very,very funny…
October 6th, 2006 at 14:24
Glad to hear the Immodium worked. I’ll send you a bill for “expert” medical advice. Do I need a license for dispensing medical advice on the Internet????
I’ve always been afraid of becoming allergic to Novacaine (what the dentist gives you before teeth filling). My grandmother was allergic and I can’t think of anything more awful than not having your mouth deadened before the dentist starts drilling.
I’m also afraid of being run over by a forklift truck. I don’t come in contact with them regularly, but enough to be afraid of them. We paint occasionally in factories and when I see one, I keep an eye on it. I guess I think it will come after me on it’s own! Hooray for irrational fears, makes life interesting, I guess.
PS: The forklift trucks honk when they get near you, so it’s sort of like being chased by geese or ducks in a mechanical way. I share your pain.