Yay. Tonight is daylight saving time. THE GOOD ONE. Not the evil one, not the one that makes you want to grow super powers so you can slow down the rotation of the earth and make the nights longer. Tonight we sleep like kings. Tonight we sleep for an extra hour.

At least we do in Denmark.

And sleep I do good, apparently. I took a nap yesterday (yes, yes, I know, I’m trying to stop) and when I got up my mother was all like “didn’t you hear me calling for you?” totally. Apparently she had been banging on my door and shouting my name but I just slept right through it. That’s good sleeping.

She was trying to wake me because Jannie’s mother, Grethe, came down to ask if I could take her shift at the playground today. I called her back later to say that I could, of course. That makes it four Saturdays in a row that I have worked. I should ask if I couldn’t just get Saturday permanently, instead of every other. Then Jannie could do Sundays. Everybody would be happy.

Yesterday I talked to the doctor at the clinic. Told her that I had been depressed again and that the new meds weren’t really helping. She said it was too soon to be sure, so we agreed that I’d wait another couple of weeks. If I’m not feeling better by then, then we’ll up the dosage. So we’ll see how that goes.

My jaw is still hurting. Three weeks now. Guess I oughta go see my doctor about that. I hope it’s not a wisdom tooth thingie. That would make your jaw hurt, right? I know I’m a very, very wise person, but I’d still rather avoid that.

May I show you my favourite bunny?

That is Snefnug. “Snowflake”. Purdie. I love snow, so obviously she is perfect. Is she albino? All white with red eyes. Sounds albino to me.

Okay, strictly speaking she is my second-favourite bunny. My favourite is Æsel. Donkey. The grand ole bunny who is allowed to roam around on his own. He is cool. There are two bunny places at the playground. There’s the bunny house full of cages. And then in with the goats and sheepies there is a room with bunnies and chickens. When I open the playground on weekends Æsel is usually in there. When I open the door I’ll hear a thud. That’s Æsel jumping over the fence. Then he’ll hop out in the sunshine and go into the bunny house and see his mates in there. Sometimes he’ll stay outside on his own too. So I have to make sure that he’s inside when I close.

I love how they all have their own quirks and personalities.

Here is a Magnethe quirk:

She likes to reeeeach out for treats. Even when she is so far away from me that there is no way that she can actually reach the treat. She will still stick out her neck and reeeeeach forward. And it just looks so adorable. She especially does it when I’m giving treats to Mads. Because she knows that she can’t just walk over to me then. Mads would just push her away. So she’s stays in her spot and reeeeeaches her head forward.

I must try to get a picture that shows it a little better. It is so cute.

She wants the treat so baaad. It oftens works for her too, because I can’t help but laugh and then go over and give her the treat. How can you resist a face like that?

Also Vanilje.

That’s all for today. I’m going to go enjoy my extra hour of night. Toodles.

I am still alive. If you can call it that.

Which I guess you can, since that’s what it’s called.

Cleverpants.

Other than that I am still not feeling so great. Mentally speaking. And you know what that means. Animal pictures to cheer me up.

I didn’t know it was possible to pet a hen. Cute.

“Are you talking to me?”

“Alrite then”. Kridte pulls some funny faces.

And you can see who the big stud is.

Adorably Kulle.

And adorable Kridte.

And adorably Sofia.

Generally a quite adorable family.

Proof that I am much taller than Mads.

He looks much bigger up close.

Sweet Vanilje.

I do have to apologise for that weird guy who keeps turning up in the pictures. I don’t know what his deal is. All we want is to look at cute animals, I don’t know why he always has to butt in! I oughta photoshop him out.

And hey, Merry christmas in October. They have been selling santas for weeks.

That is all. There is a giant storm coming tonight. Hurricane strength winds, they say. Assuming I survive that then I got an appointment with my doc tomorrow morning. We shall talk about how the new meds are going. And I shall tell her that they are not going too well. And then we’ll see.