Guess who I hung out with today? I’ll give you a hint. They have four floppy ears and jump around a lot.

Another day with the kids, and I’m not complaining.

You haven’t lived if you haven’t watched a goat kid run full speed straight at you then jump up in the air right at you. And then you catch it in your arms. That’s good times.

Straight at you.

Bouncybouncy.

I shall be feeding the animals tomorrow. The playground staff is having an all-day meeting. So I will be on call. Saturday is my regularly scheduled feeding day. It’s not often I do it two days in a row. Hopefully I’ll be able to sleep well tonight. I’m still a litty fuzzy after the daylights savings thing and the lost laundry Monday.

In other news, my parents returned home from a trip to Sweden today. They’d been gone since Tuesday. And unfortunately they came home and discovered that someone had broken into our house. But luckily nothing seems to be missing. My dad says that someone had gone through some of his boxes in the room where he keeps all his stamps. And they can’t find the torchlight. And there might be some small change missing. But the TV/DVD/Computer and so forth hasn’t been touched. Maybe the burglars were interrupted by noises outside before they managed to grab anything. I was talking to dad on the phone and he speculated that maybe it was some local kids who didn’t want to be “mean” and strip the place, but were just looking for petty cash for beer or something. I don’t know. Doesn’t seem so likely to me. But who knows. It’s just good that nothing seems to be missing.

It’s the first time something like this has happened to me or my family. I have actually been feeling quite paranoid about that, because statistically how likely is it that you go through life without experiencing a break-in? It was kinda bound to happen sooner or later, I figure. If I could get away with just experiencing it in my old home with nothing missing then I’d be glad. I do still worry that it will happen here. When I have been out and I come back home, the first thing I do when I open the front door is cast a glance into the living room to see that the computer is still standing there, where I left it. I don’t know what I’d do if I ever got burglarized. I could replace the physical components, but losing all my stuff on the computer would be horrible. I’d feel like my life was over.

Always silly, Plume.

Maybe some day crime will be a thing of the past. Silly, silly.

Look what I got today:

Don Rosa Hall of Fame 2-5. Sweet. Don Rosa is the best Donald Duck cartoonist ever. But I have written about him previously, so I shall not bore you with that now. Just know that the feeling of nostalgia is overwhelming. And now I see that volume 6 is out already. Darn, I’ll have to go buy that then. I wouldn’t spend that much money on cartoons if it wasn’t for the big, fat retirement check I get. And the fact that I don’t spend money on normal things like, oh say A Life. Etcetera.

Aoart from that I am tired and in no mood for writing. So instead here’s a video of the goats kid real close: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iD0YMhMeYQ.

That’s your lot.