Chasing The Wind
News from the playground. And not good, I’m afraid. Another goat has left. Thor is gone.
Kurt has taken him back to his place. For “re-education”. Apparently he’s been giving people bruises. They’ve had a hard time handling him. Too bad I didn’t tell them about the water bottle, because he’d been giving me no trouble at all since I started using it. But too late now. I guess Kurt is going to see if he can get him to behave a little better, and if that happens then he might come back sometime later. But nothing is sure, so we’ll see about that.
I’m not devastated over this, I hadn’t gotten to know Thor that well. But I will miss him, he was mostly sweet and a pretty poser for sure. And at least he didn’t end up as sausages, that is worth remembering.
Now there are only two goats left at the playground.
Sisters Vanilje and Magnethe. I love them dearly, and especially Magnethe is important to me of course. With our history. I spent nice time with them today. Peaceful and with lots of one-on-one interaction. Quite nice. But it is still rather odd, there only being two goats. I can’t remember the last time there were only two goats there. And then with no sheep either. It’s like a ghost town, almost.
Kurt thinks that Magnethe and Vanilje are pregnant from Thor’s stay, though. So with a little luck there will be new kids coming. Right now that’s almost a little scary, because I seem to be losing goats right and left these days… but I know that if they come then I will only take one look at them and I will be in absolute love. I can’t stop myself from caring, even if I know I might lose them. That just wouldn’t work. The day I stop loving goat kids is the day you can put me in a cofifn and bury me alive.
There was a brief rain shower earlier. 5-10 minutes of hard rain. And thunder. Rolling thunder. Almost like Thor, the goat of thunder, saying a last goodbye. Or “see you later”, maybe.
I’ll finish off with a couple of pictures of Magnethe and humans, the strangest race of all.
Happy weekend y’all.
August 23rd, 2008 at 15:09
Gosh, I thought everyone knew about the “squirt bottle” method of training animals. Maybe we need to do some re-education on Kurt! hee, hee
Well, I hope Magnethe and Vanilje are staying at the playground. A playground without goats is . . . well just not a playground!
My husband figured out that Snickers didn’t like the heavy leash we had on her. We have been putting a longer, lighter one on her and she walks along much better.
After our walks and we take off the leash and halter, Snickers gets the halter and shakes it and tosses it around.
My husband said he made a deal with her. If she walks good with us, she gets to play with the halter afterwards. Hey, whatever works!
August 23rd, 2008 at 20:07
GOATS? WHAT GOATS? PLACES WHERE PLUME HIDES THE GOATS:
-Inside Speaker Cabinets
-behind the back plate of mobile phone
-A hole in the wall covered with a poster.
-A hole in the wall under a stairway.
-taped to the top of a door.
-inside a smoke detector
-in the diaper genie
-in the freezer
-in a box of Tampons
-below a false bottom in a fishing tackle box
-Underneath the bottom drawer in a chest of drawers
-On top of a suspended ceiling
-In books
-On top of or below kitchen cabinets with edging
-Inside electronics, such as an amp, clothes dryer, water heater or Game Cube.
-In the base of the Grandfather clock
-In the base of a table with removable leaves.
-On the plastic dummy PC card in a laptop.
-In the cat’s litter box
-Inside the hollow metal tubes of furniture
-In the base of a porcelain lamp.
-In a big bag of dog food
-within the steering wheel of a car.
-in a car’s door panel
-Inside a guitar or instrument case
-inside the backup battery compartment of an alarm clock.
-taped to the underside of a desk or chair
-in the little area under the bottom shelf on most bookshelves
-In an office storage box or envelope labeled “junk mail” or “oil change receipts”
-In the yarn
-On top of the leg of the Grand Piano
-In a phony electrical outlet
-Below the tissues in a box of tissues
-on a shelf within the fireplace (the flue door)
-In a gutted VHS tape
-inside the square metal casings of a streetlamp
-in a nested plant container
-buried in a stack of paper plates
-In a bottle of mouthwash
-Inside carousel of 50 CD swapper
-In band-aid tin in the medicine cabinet.
-Velcro-ed patches on clothes or backpacks
-In the “P” trap of a sink
-in the pockets of a jacket hanging in the closet
-behind the filter of HVAC unit
-on the dog’s collar
-In an empty washing powder box
-In a lamp between fluorescent bulbs
-under the dog food bowl
-inside a pony tail braid
-Inside the shower curtain rod
-Inside an automobile’s subwoofer speaker box
-half-empty paint cans
-Inside a medical waste disposal container
August 24th, 2008 at 23:14
Debster – I should certainly think Magnethe and Vanilje are staying. Otherwise I’d have to do something drastic. Like attach myself to them with a wire, or something. Nah, there will always be goats at the playground, unless things go very wrong.
Sounds like Snickers have educated you guys well! I wonder if she’s going to try to make a deal involving humans wearing the leashes next!
LuisLemmings – You’re crazy as a bat, Luis! (But I still don’t know how you found out about all that, have I been sleeptalking again?! I’m going to have to find new hiding places now)