I promised more geeselings. And I shall stand and deliver.

This time they were not popping up from under mother goose’s wings, this time they just popped up on her back.

What a nice mode of transportation.

Ride the goose!

Also, news on the giant belgian bunny. It’s now living with all the other bunnies and the chickens.

In case you can’t tell that is the giant belgian bunny on the top right. Nose to nose with a bunny that seems almost tiny in comparison. I wonder if it’s a dwarf bunny perhaps?

Other than that there is not a whole lot going on. My mother left early this morning. Gone to Zealand. That is the Danish island Zealand, not the fancy NEW Zealand on the other side of the globe. My mother is off visiting family. She’ll be back on Wednesday. Handily coinciding with my days off. I shall have the house all to myself and no plans at all. Lucky me. Maybe I’ll invite some goats round for a party. I could let Mads, Magnethe and Vanilje stay in the guest room. Granted, we don’t actually have a guest room. But we have an Amiga room, my brother’s old room. And I’m sure the goats would soon be able to annihilate the Amiga and make the room their own. I would have to stock up on nuts and raisins though.

It occurs to me that I dream about busses alot. How’s that for a swift change of subject? But it’s true. I often find myself in busses in my dreams. And more often that not these busses are driving all crazy. Sometimes off the roads and just into hills and countryside. And sometime along deadly small roads with giant holes in them. Dangerous driving, but the driver always seem to find it perfectly normal. It’s not the same dream, it’s not the same bus, the same route, the same driver. The busses are not always the main themes of the dreams. But they are often there. I wonder why. Maybe it’s just because I take the bus almost every day to work? And I don’t like them much. I am forced to be around people, locked in a little metal box with nowhere to hide. One of the worst things I know is when the bus is so crowded that I have to push my way forward to get out. And when I start a new place I always worry about the busses, write down notes to make sure I get off a the right place etc. So maybe that’s why they are prominent in my dreams. Or maybe it’s on a deeper, more metaphorical level. In a bus you are not in control. Maybe the bus is my life and I feel like someone else is steering. In last night’s dream the bus stopped and we all had to get on our bikes. On a bike you are in control. Maybe I was taking control of my life? On the other hand, I had a lot of trouble with a flat tyre on my bike. Who knows. I don’t necessarily think all dreams have deep meanings and need to be interpreted. But still. What’s with all the busses?

The lambs are getting feisty. The boys at least. The biggest one. When feeding them yesterday I caught him pushing away the others several times. Even the grown sheep mamas! And the two boys squared off against each other. That’s the first time I have seen them do that. They were facing each other and then stepped back and rammed their heads forward against each other. It’s amazing they don’t break something when they do that. They don’t even have horns, it’s just skull against skull. Yup, they’re getting all manly.

And that’s all for today. Hats of to the first days of summer.

Today was a sad day in Danish football history. We played Sweden in an incredibly dramatic game. We were down 0-3. Came back to 3-3. Then a spectator entered the pitch and attacked the referee. One of our players got between them so thankfully the ref wasn’t hurt. But he called the game off and ruled a 0-3 defeat to Denmark. One of the biggest scandals in Danish soccer history. Along with the recent doping admission of our ex Tour de France winner Bjarne Riis this has not been a good time for Danish sport.

But seeing as though I doubt y’all does care much about Danish sport, why don’t we move on to something entirely more cuddly?

http://youtube.com/watch?v=9Di4GL1QKy4. Geeseling video. The little geeseling popping up from under mother goose’s wing. Squeek squeek.

Also, http://youtube.com/watch?v=zQq88jnvt1Q. This is a little continuation of the old Wacky Goats video, if you remember it. Mads chasing Magnethe. Usually when they clash horns they are still just strolling around leisurely, not putting too much energy into it. But every once in a blue moon they’ll get worked up. And here is such an occasion. You’ll rarely see Mads jumping around with such a display of energy. You’ll also see Magnethe running right past the camera with an almost panicked baah. You almost have to feel bad for her, being chased by that creepy boy Mads! But don’t worry, she was alright. There’s also a very funny moment where Vanilje jumps up and puts her two front legs over Magnethe’s body. It’ll make ya laugh, I swear.

It was my turn to feed the animals today. I got a couple of funny geeseling pictures. Look forward to those tomorrow.