Ooh. I had a serial dream. It picked up the storyline from a previous dream. Awesome.

I won’t bore you with the details. Something about violence in schools. But isn’t it neat, it’s like a tv series in my head. I love dreaming. So much that it’s almost a problem. Because I am weak willed when faced with the choice between getting out to do something constructive and then going to bed and hopefully having fascinating dreams. I want to choose the dreams. They are always much more interesting.

I did get up to do something constructive today though. My day to feed the animals.

That means.. playground in the snow.

And it means Nina, sweet Nina.

I hadn’t even started pulling my bike up the steps to the playground before she was there. She must have some sort of sixth sense. “Hmmm, my Plumey sense is tingling”!

She is one of my favourite parts of feeding the animals. Because normally she’s running around somewhere, or sitting inside. So it’s only when I come to feed her that I can be sure to spend some time with her.

And it’s nice in the snow. Paw marks and bird feet. I did have a little problem with the door to the horse stable though. It wouldn’t budge. Frozen. I went and got a pitcher of hot water. Didn’t seem to help at first. For a moment I thought I’d have to go call Kurt or Alice and ask if they had some advice. But after a little more pulling and pushing it suddenly budged and I was able to get it open. Phew. Hard work. Luckily the horses didn’t give me any trouble, no running around the place. Maybe because the mud was also frozen solid and covered by snow. So they didn’t mind going there.

And by the time I went to get them back inside they were already at the gate waiting. Easy peasy.

Look at this little opportunist:

That’s Æsel, Donkey. The bunny who is allowed to run around on his own. And while I was busy taking care of the chores he jumped in and found a case full of carrots! That’s one lucky bunny.

After all the work was done I went back inside and found Nina lounging in the sofa. It’s becoming a nice tradition. Get all the work finished and then sit down and relax for a while with Nina in my lap. Or climbing around on me somewhere.

While I was sitting there the phone suddenly rang in Alice’s office. That’s never happened before. I wasn’t sure what to do. I don’t like talking on the phone much. And especially a foreign place where I would be unlikely to know the caller and such. But I did go and pick it up. And it turned out to be Bodil. Heh. She was actually calling to see if she could get a hold of Jannie. She didn’t know I was the one working today. But we talked for a few minutes. And then I went back to Nina. And then 10 minutes later Bodil showed up outside. That was good timing, I think Nina was getting restless and wanted to go out. So I let her out and then I let Bodil and her dog Lulu in. And talked to Bodil for a while whilst I played with Lulu. She’s such a fun dog. And they’re fun together. Bodil was all “you can push her around a little” and Lulu ended up on her back while Bodil and I were cuddling her and scratching on her stomach. Good times.

Tomorrow I shall be feasting on soup. That will be grand. And then I will try not to worry too much about Wednesday. Which will be my first day at Tilværelse Med Udsigt. My vacation is almost over. Sniffle.

I’ll finish off with two youtubbers. But not my own, for once. http://youtube.com/watch?v=Hpb6ZAmJJSM. A beautiful goat video. By Nasubionna, a new pal from my go-go-goats community on lj. That is a video of Gabby, her favourite goat. And you know, anyone who has a favourite goat is bound to be a great person. I wish more people were crazy about goats and posted pictures and videos. That video there is very sweet, there’s nothing like tired goats. Make sure to turn up the volume so you can hear the snoring. It’s a bit like Mads does it, only he pauses a bit longer between the moans/snores. While Gabby is going at it! She reminds me a little of Mathilde.

Second youtube is New Slang by The Shins. http://youtube.com/watch?v=24W4J1FjmUQ. My favourite song at the moment, until the next comes along. And if anyone can tell me what song that song reminds you of, then I’d be most grateful. I can’t put my hooves on it.

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Current music: The Shins – New Slang
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And for those of you who don’t like sports… there’s Magnethe in a bucket:

It’s gotten late. I think I will just post some pictures. Maybe there will be room for some anecdotes too.

Lots of little bunnies ahopping.

It’s charming how they scurry around with the chickens. It’s a confused mess.

Mads looking at the hatch. Deceptively sunny. It was bitterly cold though. So cold it was almost too much for me.

A closer look. I like that picture. You should look at the fullsize version. Mads is a handsome goat.

“What’s going on in here then?”. He did go outside. But soon came back.

I like his beard. Goat beards are cool.

Today was rather warmer. I sat on the bench, Mads stood next to me as he usually does. Then he started making those snorring sounds. Ooh, I thought. Maybe he’s going to have a little lie down. And he did.

I think that’s the first time I have seen him lie down on the bench. I love sitting with him like that. Putting my arm around him. At first he sat down in the other direction, with his head against my body. That was so sweet. He wasn’t to comfy though, I think. He soon got up and moved about a little and then sat down in that direction. And then 10-15 minutes later he jumped off the bench and went for a hay bunch.

I love how he looks when his legs are tugged in like that. Like a furry ball with a head on top. Hehe. He was very tired I think. As exhibited by the huuuuge yawn he made. Man I wish my camera had been on when he did it. It looked so funny. I have only seen him yawn a couple of times. This google search might give you an idea of how it looked.

Meanwhile, Magnethe has almost finished off the christmas tree.

Remember I said my mom would be making soup soon? And then I didn’t mention it again. That’s because she didn’t end up making it. But on Sunday she will. And it’s snowing. Is there anything more perfect than a winter with snow and momma’s world famous soup? Good stuff.

And that’s all for now, folks.