I have good news and I have bad news.

Let’s start with the good news. The christmas card is done. Ooh yes. I am very happy with it. I did have some trouble with our printer at work, I had a hard time aligning everything all properly like. But nevermind that. It’s not a professional card, I don’t want to stress over little things like that. It is the thought that counts, and I think the thought is rather good. So now I can start sending them out. In theory. What is proper christmas card etiquette? Hmm. I shall have to give this a great deal of thought, and then do whatever the computer gnomes tell me.

The bad news: Kulle has left the playground. Aw damn. I thought it was supposed to get easier? I miss him already. He has gone to another playground. I knew that was the plan, I just didn’t think it would happen so soon.

I’m sure he’ll be happy in his new place though. Kurt told me that he has settled in well there. After some initial confusion. When he first got out of Kurt’s truck he was confused because what was this new place? And they have a couple of girlie sheepies and apparently Kulle first tried to mount them and then tried to drink from them. He wasn’t sure if they were his harem or his mother(s). Aw the poor thing. But then a horde of girls came and started fuzzing over him and screeching because he’s so lovely and so on. He’s going to be a star. So beautiful, the prettiest lamb I have ever seen. And confident. He is going to rule that playground, just you wait and see. I’ll have to go visit him some time.

The circle of life, etc.

I made a couple of videos of him yesterday. I didn’t know it would be the last time I’d see him. Sniffle. I’ll try and post them sometime soon.

Tomorrow is the christmas party. Then on Saturday I feed the animals in the morning and go see Tina Dickow in concert in the evening. So at least I’m keeping busy.

Sitting with the goats…

In the shade of the bulldozer. Kind of disconcerting. Goat baahing is much nicer than machines rumbling.

I overheard Per talking about it the other day. Apparently they are building youth houses. Houses for young people. I hope it will be young university students who enjoy writing reports and sleeping, not juvenile delinquents who enjoy loud parties and scaring animals. Time will tell.

He also said that some of the stuff that is being dug up now will be put back later. So they are not going to completely destroy the place. That’s good at least. But it’s still not nice to watch. I don’t like the change.

Hmm, I’m kinda young. I wonder if I could move in when it’s done? That would be neat. Opening my front door and having Mads standing outside with a “come on, we’re waiting for you” look on his face. I wouldn’t mind having the goats for neighbours.

I bought a lottery ticket today. Because I want to be able to complain that I never win the lottery. And then I check my hotmail account. And there are no less than two separate “You Have Won The Belgian/American/Whatever lottery” scamspams. I’m going to take that as a good sign. Millionairedom here I come. I’ll buy the playground and make sure it stays forever green.

Let’s finish off with a goaty smile from Vanilje.

There was a family there today who kept calling her Jacob. And adding to the confusion was the fact that one of their boys was called Mads. So when they were trying to get Vanilje’s attention they were shouting JAACOB and when they were saying Mads they weren’t referring to any goats at all. You can imagine the chaos. Much ado about not a lot.