So, yesterday I said that I didn’t know how to describe Kulle’s baah. Well, enter Noodella and her lovely girls to the rescue. “They all think it sounds like he’s trying to talk and throw up at the same time”. I think that about covers it. Hehehe.

Some of you might remember the last time there was a black and white pair of lambs. Although it’s more than a year ago now. I named them Black and White back then. They also had quite different baahs. Back then it was Black who had a fairly clean (if loud and obnoxious!) baah. And White had that very silly kind of baah, even worse than Kulle. They always cracked me up too.

I once uploaded a video of them. Here. Not youtube, you’ll have to download it if you want to see it. White almost sounds like a croaking frog haha. Lambs are so silly.

There’s a young Magnethe in the video too. They used to run around together, the three of them.

There is nothing about a Monday morning that doesn’t suck.

Even the cola truck mocks me. “Don’t you want a fresh, cold cola, Plume? Don’t you want me? Aren’t you thirsty? Forget about going to work. Jump in and drive me away. We’ll live together in the country and forget our worries”. Oh damn you cola truck, stop tempting me.

Luckily later on the lambs come out.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=CChBwdp6134. A new lamb video. It is adorable, I say. There is no leaping. But lots of baahing. And it gives you the chance to hear how different they are. Kridte has a fairly “clean” baah. Normal sounding even. Kulle has a more frayed, groaning sort of baah. I don’t know how to describe it. But give it a listen. I’m sure you’ll find them cute.

While I was walking around and shooting the lambs, the goats were trying to get my attention.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=6TPvoGu9suU. Vanilje and Magnethe trying to squeeze a camel through a keyhole. Or rather, their heads through the gaps in the fence.

So I hugged Magnethe and never let her go.

Meanwhile mother’s soup is to die for. I might have to never move out. I will never be able to cook soup like that on my own. Better live here and live off her soup forever. Sounds like a plan.