Some kids came ’round the playground today. Kindergarteners or daycare or something like that. One of the adults came up to the fence and said that they had brought some carrots and would it be okay if they gave them to the goats?
I had to talk that over with the goats for a while, because they were a bit skeptic about the whole thing. But finally I managed to persuade them to allow the kids to feed them carrots. Jolly nice of them, don’t you think?

Although Mads actually decided to stay on the bench next to me, instead of running off to get carrots. Maybe he wasn’t hungry. STOP LAUGHING. It could happen.

Vanilje got the first carrot.

And she enjoyed it a lot.

Mmm, that’s good carrot. I don’t understand how come your goats don’t like carrots, Debster? Have you tried steaming them? The carrots, I mean. I’m not sure goats like saunas.

There’s Magnethe, the pretty lady. Are you getting ready to give us some wee kiddies, girl? A couple of days ago I got an email alert that someone had left me a ccomment on youtube. On this here video. I went to read the comment and stayed to watch the video. Boy those were good times. Having six goat kids jumping all over me like that. Wow. Look at Vanilje, climbing me like I was Mount Everest. If she did that today I’d break my back. I can’t wait for the new kids.

Vanilje sure did turn out alright. I can’t believe it’s almost her turn to be a mother now. It’s hard to imagine. Just like it was before Magnethe had her kid. It’s such a beautiful thing.
Kurt was there today. That was a nice surprise. I haven’t seen him in ages. I think actually the last time I saw him might have been the christmas party. He has not been doing too well. Sick leave. As far as I have been able to tell it’s stress related. Today they were talking about him coming back, but not full time. He’s not up for that. I hope he will be feeling better soon. And that he’ll be able to get back to the playground. He’s a great guy, as I’ve mentioned once or twice. Plus he needs to bring some new lambs around soon! It’s not the same without sheepies.
New lambs and new goat kids, that’d be the bee’s knees.