It’s been a bit of a painful week. My action-packed lifestyle caused another injury. Not long after I dramatically broke my rib this time I dramatically broke my neck. Okay, maybe I’m being over dramatic. SLIGHTLY! But I did get a nasty little case of whiplash.

It happened on Tuesday. In the goat pen. I brought out my bag of old fruit leftovers. And of course I got swarmed by the goats. Nothing new there. And Mia excitedly jumped up at me to get into the bag. No surprise there either. She pushed me back a step or two, which happens all the time too. But I just happened to be standing next to one of the logs on the ground. So when I got pushed back I tripped over it. It was one of those falls that feels like slowmotion. I knew I was falling. My feet were against the wood so I couldn’t move them to get balance. And I had tipped over too much to regain my balance just by moving my body or arms. And there was nothing really to grab on to. And I was falling awkwardly backwards with flailing arms so I couldn’t cushion the fall with my arms. So it just felt like I was hanging in mid air for a while thinking “yup, I’m going down”. So I went down. Pretty hard. I think I was lucky I didn’t smash the back of my head into one of the wood pieces or the playhouse. It was kind of close. But it didn’t feel like I was hurt too bad. Just my leg a little. And a bruised ego. Later on, though, I started feeling it in my neck. And the next morning when I woke up… I could not lift my head up off the pillow at all. It just hurt too much and felt like I didn’t have the strength to lift it. It was a very peculiar feeling. It may sound odd but I almost miss it now that it’s getting better. It was just a weird feeling. I had to put my hand under my head and lift it up to get out of bed. I felt like one of those oldtimey ghosts that walk around with their severed head under their arm. Other than that it didn’t hurt too bad, as long as I kept it still. I decided to stay home from the playground for the rest of the week. I probably could have gone, but it’s hard to explain to goats that they have to be considerate. And I didn’t want to risk making my neck worse. Although now I’m missing the goats terribly because I haven’t seen them since Tuesday. I should have gone sometime during the weekend. Oh well. At least my neck is almost back to normal. Every morning lifting my head has been a little bit easier, day by day. It will probably be all better tomorrow.

I have spent the time off exercising. Since I could do that without straining my neck too much. It’s been nice working hard, but I think five days straight of exercise was a little too much. I’ll probably need to carry my legs around like I carried my head before.

But we do have photos from Monday and Tuesday.

In the pen with the goats.

Herman. It seems his eartag has been torn off somehow. Nasty little wound. I didn’t notice it bothering him, hopefully it will heal okay.

Sweet Mia.

You rang?

Looking out.

Close.

The scratching fence.

Giving a helping hand to Mia.

Sunpals.

Pleased with ourselves.

Mia and Palle in the shade.

Ahh. Mio and Kamel, sunwards.

Looks like they’re enjoying it!

#Palleface.

Still looking.

Where the sun is.

I was sitting with Sif and Bodil wanted to take some pictures with her camera. I asked her if she could take some with mine too. I love Sif. She’s such a cute little sweetheart. Bodil is always telling me how it can take them ages just to walk a short distance because they always have to stop and talk to everyone. Especially if they meet kids. Kids love Sif, and Sif loves kids. And I love Sif.

And a goatlog from Monday and Tuesday. Fun in the sun with the goats. I’m not sure Mio and Kamel appreciated it when the Young Ones were let in to get extra food. Being on a diet is no fun! But so it goes.

And that’s all for this week, folks. See you in the neck one.

PS. Lost swag.

We’re well into June now. I’m just enjoying the sunshine and the goats. And the exercise. And the cheap, Danish tomatoes.

It hasn’t been all sunshine, though. I had a couple of walks in the rain too. I quite enjoy those when it’s not too cold. Summer rain is a lovely thing. I’m not sure the goats agree, though.

I had a really nice, little thing at the playground this week. I was standing at the fence, talking to Bodil. And she goes “what’s that down by the bench?”. There was a kind of a sign, or dedication. I hadn’t even spotted it myself. You know, because I’m blind. But it was for me! “Lassepladsen” it said. In little letters cut out of wood. Painted the same colour as the wall. Very discreet. “Just like you” Bodil said. Yup, I’m not one for flashing neon signs! In Danish “legepladsen” means the playground. And Lassepladsen would mean something like Lasse’s place or spot. And the d is silent so it has a good flow to it, almost rhyming. So that’s really super cool. Down by the bench where I usually sit.

I’m quite proud of myself now! Now I really am a part of the place. Forever, or at least until some kids vandalize it or something. I hope it will last. It’s pretty awesome.

Bodil said that it must have been Per who made it. He’s the artistic type. I didn’t see him there on the day, but how sweet of him it is. I like the way it blends in unassumingly. That’s sort of how I try to be. Just part of the scenery. It’s very fitting. And just really nice to be thought of like that.

Of course we’re out of the pen more often now. Been having some nice times with the goats out in the back hills. I mentioned that part of them has been bulldozed to make way for some “multi arena” thing for the kids, I think. They’ve actually built up a new hill at the side of it. Up against the trees. That was where I spent a lot of time with the goats last year. Now there’s not really any space there. But the goats figured out that if they walked up the new hill then they could reach high up on the trees. The yummy leaves that they previously couldn’t reach. So they quite enjoyed that. Kamel was the first one who went up there. She tends to wander off on her own quite a bit. With Mia and Mio tied down and Palle mostly staying with Mia and Herman sort of of in his own world, Kamel sometimes seems to get a little wanderlust. She reminds me of an old auntie waddling around. Dum-di-dum-di-dum. I feel a little bad when I run off after her and herd her back to the flock. I don’t want to spoil her fun. But it’s better if they stay together. I was told a while ago they went down and caused a traffic jam on the road below. Don’t want them going there. It was amusing too though, when I’d step in front of her and turn her around and she’d start running back and I’d half-run after her. And then Palle and Herman, who’d often start following her when she walked off, would get excited too and then I’d have three goats running along to get back to Mio and Mia, who was hollering after them to come back. Oh those goats.

Now let’s go go goats photo.

Mia sweetly.

With a mouthful.

Mia more interested in eating grass than in shooting a nice selfie with me.

Sunny Mio.

Goat gang related.

Kamel relaxing.

Kamel and Herman wandered up the hill.

Mia in the greens. That’s usually Mio’s spot.

Mia.

Palle sitting in the shade.

And a closer look.

Kamel in the foreground with the family behind her. All resting in the sun.

Proudly sitting in my spot.

With Mia and Palle. In my spot.

Mia.

Mia and me.

Mia and me too.

And finally Sif the ewokdog.

And a goatlog. With the goats in the greens. Kamel going up the hill and trying to wander off until I run her back. Mia panting. And all the funs.

And that’s all for this week, folks. See you in the next one.