So yesterday I was checking for the geeselings.

Hmm. Where are they? You probably have to look at the fullsize picture to see them. Hiding under their mother’s wings. How cute.

Funny to see its little head popping up there. Yes, I am rather sweet on the geeselings. They are small and fluffy and colourful. What’s not to love about that? And yes, I have decided to keep calling them geeselings. I like my little idiosynchronies. Like baahing. Yes.

Today the geeselings went outside for the first time.

Following their parents around eagerly.

Sometimes one or two would drag behind and then they’d start running and batting their little wings to catch up. Too cute. Unfortunately I missed the swimming. Kurt told me about it. They had apparently loved the water and dived right in and had a lot of fun. Kurt was laughing while he told me about it.

They are rather lovely.

No doubt about it.

But I don’t want to make the goats jealous, so let’s have some piccies of them.

Some boys were giving them leaves. Vanilje is streeetching good there.

Mads found a nice place to rest his head. Maybe he’s trying to get a tan on his nose?

Magnethe all dolled up for the camera.

And Vanilje. One of my favourite things about goats is how they can stretch and bend and contort themselves. It’s excellent for scratching.

One of the piglets resting in the sun. Baking a mudcake of itself, almost. It’s been very hot. Thankfully less humid. Bright sunshine. The papers say we’re going to have a record summer. Record temperatures, not record lollipop eating or water balloon throwing. Although one thing may lead to another.

And lambs. See how big the boys are? Giant lambs.

Wonderful animals all around.

Hmm, I feel something stirring in my jaw. It better not start hurting again. Fingers crossed.

I have put the Smashing Pumpkins comeback shows on my MP3 player. Am much enjoying walking around with them in my ears. I am totally in awe of the new song Gossamer. 20+ minutes. I always were a sucker for the long, epic, sweeping songs. And Gossamer fits the bill. Epic and rocking and then slowing down with soft emotional interludes. Perfect Pumpkins.

Other than that, it’s now weekend. And TMU is closed Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday is my day off. So I’m going to go hibernate for 5 days. Plume McBear. I do have something more serious I want to write about, but we’ll see if I get it done. I might just post a billion animal pictures instead. You never know.

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Current music: The Smashing Pumpkins – bwbw (070528)
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There are new arrivals at the playground. Allow me to introduce… the geeselings.

So that’s why one of the geezers had been sitting there in the corner for so long.

What are baby geese called? Apart from “cute”, I mean. Geeselings will sufice I guess.

Sweet, little things.

Just like the lambs.

That’s Mini whose chin I am scratching in the above picture. She is actually starting to look quite big now. I’m not sure if it’s because the others are growing more slowly or if she is growing faster. Or maybe I am just seeing things. I think she’s catching up to Dotty, the boys are still visibly bigger.

Mads with a mouthful. Terribly impolite of me to take pictures of them while they’re chewing their food. Damn plumerazzis, always lurking in the bushes with their cameras.

I think he forgave me.

Sweet Mads, doesn’t hold a grudge. Relaxing in the warmth. It’s been a couple of very warm days. Not in the good way. No sunshine, no wind. Just oppressive, humid air. Not nice at all. Especially at night. But yesterday we had thunder and rain and that seems to have loosened up the air again.

Magnethe, also relaxing.

Vanilje coming towards me. This looks like a very typical situation. Mads has stepped away from me for a moment and immediately Vanilje comes to me, even if she was in the middle of eating delicious hay. Sometimes she’ll have to go in a sort of half-circle if Mads is between us. It happens a lot when people come by the fence, then Mads runs up to the fence to see if there is any food to be had. And then the two others run to me to see if I have treats for them. If I do have treats for them and Mads spots it then he comes running to me. And then the two others run up to whoever is at the fence. Yes, there is a lot of running around some times.

And then sometimes there is just quiet sitting. All three goats in that picture. Plus my knee.

Other than that, not a lot going on. TMU is closed tomorrow. I’m not sure why, but it means I get the day off so I shan’t complain. There are a couple of off-days next week too. Along with my usual Wednesday. So I’m living the easy life.

Oh, here’s a funny thing. A couple of weeks ago I was sitting in the TMU coffee room with a couple of the others. A girl was reading horoscopes. She read me mine. It said something about “an old bill that you thought you had paid will come back to haunt you”. We all had a good laugh about that. Then about a week later I get a letter from the Danish postal service. I had previously received a letter that didn’t have enough postage on it, so I had to pay the fee to get it. I got my mum to pay it over her netbank. But the letter from the postal service said that I hadn’t paid the bill. Spooky eh? I still haven’t gotten that resolved, but it’s only 20 kroners which is next to nothing. So it’s not exactly haunting me. And I think the timing was off by about a week, in respect to the horoscope. But still. It makes you think, doesn’t it?

Stop that! Thinking never leads to anything good!

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Current music: The Smashing Pumpkins – For God and Country (070526)
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