Okay then. I went to the optician and got the new lenses for my glasses. So now everything should be fine and dandy. But here is the kicker. They are so strong that I can hardly read stuff that is close to me now. I didn’t discover this until I got back home. Ugh. I hope I just have to get used to the new strength. That it’ll get a little better. But maybe not. Maybe I will just have to use the reading glasses every time I read, not just once in a while to keep my eyes fit. Funny. I wanted new glasses so I could read the computer screen without squinting. Now I can’t read it at all.

Ah well, it’s gotten a little better now, later on in the day. I can read what I’m typing now, that’s something at least. We’ll see. I just wish everything could be easy instead of trouble. Also my head has been hurting. Probably from the new glasses and the switchings and all that. And my jaw, every time I try to open my mouth it hurts. I need to sleep. Rest my eyes.

Jannie called today and asked if we could swap shifts at the playground. So I will be feeding tomorrow. I hope the horses will be on their best behaviour.

Finishing off with three videos.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=oU_4hxxT3Bc. Baahing Mads. I was sitting inside with the goats when Magnethe managed to get the door open. She ran out and so did Vanilje before I got it closed again. Mads didn’t manage to escape. And he was not very happy with that. As I got out to round up the girls he started baaaahing and baahing. I’m not sure if he was complaining about the fact that he didn’t manage to escape or about the fact that he was all alone now. He might put on an act of being all tough and macho but I think he likes the company of the others. After all, there is no one to boss around when he is all alone!

http://youtube.com/watch?v=J6KjBJlPMK8. The lambs. All of a sudden they came running inside. I’m not sure why. Normally they stay with their mamas. Maybe they thought it was feeding time? When they got inside they quickly found that there was no food and then they ran out again. Lots of cute baahing. One of them has that croaking voice. It’s so silly it can’t help but make you laugh.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=vcfZbKTOMRc. Magnethe has figured out how to open and close the hatch now. So she had some fun with that. Or maybe she just couldn’t decide whether she wanted to let the sunshine in or not.

That’s all. Hmm I seem to be able to read better now. Maybe it is just a case of getting used to the new lenses. I can hope.

I’m feeling a little off today. But not to worry.

Speaking of the eye doctor, I thought that today I would finally be able to make an appointment. But then I get their answering machine and it tells me that they only take calls from 9-11. Monday to Thursday. It’s like they don’t want me to get an appointment! But I’ll try again on Monday then. Wish me luck.

More luck with the telephone regarding the optician was being had by me. Received I did a call to with there was pertaining my glasses. I speak in riddles and raisins. Anyway. My glasses are ready. That is to say the lenses are ready. So tomorrow I’ll go pick them up. Have them put in my glasses. And I will be able to see properly again. What a wonder it will be. Certainly wonderful I say.

While the neon sun sets, you’ll find me sitting in a tree with my feathered friends chirping the day to bed.

But the piglets, you ask?

They’re growing. Now they are not content with rummaging through the dirt. They reach for the leaves. With great satisfaction.

Peekaboo. I had the chance to talk to Kurt yesterday. And, as Debster also said in a comment, I seem to have overestimated the time needed to breed goats. When the heat is on. I guess I was fooled by the fact that Vanilje was gone for something like three months. I didn’t think 3-4 days would be enough. But it is. Kurt is expecting Magnethe to be pregnant. And Vanilje probably too. So that is good news. I won’t have to miss them any more. And later on there will be sweet, little kids. Kurt said that Magnethe will be getting three little ones. That was his experience. Magnethe had three kids the last time. And once that has happened then they’ll keep getting triplets. Well, you can’t be absolutely sure of course. But it was very likely. I can’t wait.

It was quite a dramatic story he told, Kurt. Apparently Magnethe didn’t like his place much. She tried to escape. Running straight through fences. Electrical one too. He had to tie her down. And even then she pulled herself free. Only when he got some stronger rope did she settle down. And that’s when “things started happening” with her and the buck. And then some hours later “things stopped happening”. And I guess that’s all the time that was needed.

I do remember when he first talked about getting Magnethe and the buck together, the reason that he initially planned to bring the buck to the playground was that he didn’t think he could handle Magnethe. That puzzled me because even though she’s big and strong and has been showing some temper lately I still thought she’d be easy enough to handle. But I guess she objects to being taken away from the playground. Probably because she doesn’t want to leave ME, yes ME. That must be it. I am, after all, the center of the universe. I am glad to have her back, that’s for sure.

That means I won’t get to see the buck again, though. Remember him? With his beautiful, giant ears. That’s too bad. Maybe I should go to Kurt’s place some time. I’d like that actually. When he took Magnethe away I said I would miss her and he said “yes of course you will. If it gets too much then you’ll just have to jump on your bike and ride out to my place and visit her”. Maybe I will ride out and visit the buck. And all the other animals he has. Lots of sheep, I know.

No new foal. Kurt seemed to think that Sille was probably not pregnant after all. Too bad, he said. Indeed. I would love to meet a sweet, newborn foal. I said that I had never met a horse baby before. Not entirely true. http://plume.dk/pics/displayimage.php?pos=-997. Sille’s last baby. That was before I really got to be a part of the playground, though. So I never got to say hello to that one. Only from afar.

Speaking of ice cream, do you know what kind of ice I like? The naturally formed ice that I get in our fridge. See, the back wall of the middle section of our fridge is too cold. So if I put a bottle of water up against the back there then ice slowly forms in the bottle. I guess the water you put in the freezer freezes naturally too. But the stuff that slowly forms in the fridge is crystal clear and just feels so fresh and lovely. When you make icecubes in the freezer then they are clouded and harsh. Much better in the fridge. Although I guess it’s a sign that our fridge is too cold.

My jaw is hurting. As the nun said to sailor. This time it’s the right side. It’s very annoying. I can’t open my mouth much without the hurt and the pain and the yowling. Good thing I don’t speak much, eh? Sometimes there are benefits to keeping your mouth shut.

But don’t tell anyone I said that.