My birthday is nearing its end. Another year, deeper in debt. Or well not really. But it’s been a nice day. I went downtown with the family and had dinner at Rådhus Caféen. I had my traditional pork serving, and it was very good. The weather was comfortably mild. It was a good time. Earlier in the day I had a visit from the building super. Not a birthday visit. But my fridge and freezer have been making noises. I can’t remember if I wrote about that in the blog. But here’s a video to illustrate it: youtube.com/watch?v=vUA7A2cU5uY. It was doing that on and off all day and night. So today the super came by. He looked at it for 5 seconds and said “yup, I see”. Then he told me to empty it all out and he came back 15 minutes later with a helper and a new fridge and freezer. So that was quick service. And now the crickets have been silenced.

So now I’m 33. I know, I can hardly believe it either. I look 15 and act 14. But I’m a third of the way to a hundred. Minus 1. Too much math.

Thanks all for the well wishes and may all your christmasses be white.

Just a video of Snow White. youtube.com/watch?v=noOcWskKFS4. The friendliest goat you’ll meet. She has a sweet hoarse voice too. And that half ear. Alice told me that someone had let in one (or more) attack dogs in her pen. Just thinking about that makes me sick to my stomach. How could anyone do such a thing? A while back there was a lot of debate in Denmark about attack dogs because there had been attacks on humans. I think they passed some laws banning certain races. I don’t like attack dogs. But mostly I don’t like humans who have attack dogs and use them as weapons or don’t take care of them properly. I still have a little fear of dogs in me, but not as much as my fear of people. No fear of goats, though. At least not the type you’ll find at playgrounds.

And now it’s my birthday in two days. So you better start baking that cake.